Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Tiny Feet, Tiny Hands. Eshaal Iqbal.

As the race against time made me find myself in line,
I stayed close behind, as I had only you in mind.

Arriving at the destination,
You found me in frustration,

Waiting another 5 hours to hear you whine,
I said to myself: "its okay, it will be fine."

As I hear the words of joyful jumping,
I hear grandmas heart pumping.

She came to get me in a rush,
I was awake before she even touched.

You were passed in to this world,
Oxygen came to be your pearl.

Forever young you will see to me,
As I held you for the first time clear as can be.

The moment never passed,
And is still with me at last.

I love you dearly,
And I will always have you near me.


-Your Mamu.

|September|14|2011|6:00|a|m|


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