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One life, live it! It is special...feel it!
In this world we come, to see our parents’ twinkling eyes;
They hold us tight and love us right, to make us all well and wise.
The first crawl, the first stand, the first run and the first fall;
Our sweet smile, our loud cries, makes everything around us stall.
The excitement of running to school for the first time;
The fun of having best friends to fight and play all the time.
The first crush, the first love and the first rose for the special one;
The first no, the first heart break and then the repeated sessions of sad songs.
The hard work in school and then in college, to excel in life’s unseen battle;
The pride to have the first offer, “Mom-Dad, I’ve done it.” Waving it like a rattle.
The first day at work, and the huge shopping before that;
The first salary, the first award at work and the first appraisal.
Yet another time the heart falling for one and this time I know it’s a budding love;
Hand in hand, theatres, movies, eateries and gardens- like the lovely two little doves.
The most important day to celebrate, the day when the two souls met to be one;
Begins the journey of life with flavours of love, responsibility, and a lot of fun.
The late hours slogging, the overflowing work, no time for party, no time for fun;
One day to realize, it’s time for the little one to come, the heart wonders if its a daughter or a son?
Tired and exhausted with work, life’s trigger lies only in the little one’s smile;
Struggle is on, to make the future bright for the little one to shine.
One day to see the little one is a self-made and successful soul;
Having a new found world with dreams and sensibly defined goals.
Eyes filled with pride and heart in peace, I declare that’s my beautiful life’s fruit;
Taking with it, my values and ethics to live and play life’s beautiful flute.
Content with life’s offerings, holding hands and finding solace in each other’s lap;
We close our eyes to embrace the other world and take a long, rather longest nap.
That’s the cycle of life, the beautiful life, the gift from the Goddess herself;
Live it, Love it, Laugh it, Play it, Sing it, Dance it…… Coz you are priceless yourself.
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