Poems  
Joy and Magic
by Latha Mohan

It seems only like yesterday,
When this bundle of joy arrived,
With tender skin and marble eyes,
A source of her mother's pride.

Her laughter, the sound of bells,
Her chirpy voice, so sweet,
Our home echoed with her songs,
Our happiness was complete.

Watered with love and care,
This tiny bud has blossomed,
A precious jewel, so rare ,
So beautiful and awesome.

In her looks, ways and charms,
She promises to be a princess,
Let a tiny zit, on her nose appear,
She'll be a damsel in distress.

Sixteen splendid summers,
Have flown past so quick,
Of fun, tears and laughter,
moments of sheer magic

When, its home, this angel leaves,
My heart it will ache and cry,
I'll just have to stand on the threshold,
And wave with tears in my eyes.

June 9, 2008

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