MOTHERHOOD

Perched on the branch of a mango tree
her twinkling eyes and her cute glee
she waves at me, smiles 'hey mommy'
gulps her milk and starts retching
the mother heart i bear, that loves and care
hits my ribs and jumps pulsating
she laughs merrily, my wicked love
as white as snow, as pure as dove
still fresh in my mind
her childhood, with my love entwined
the cute angel soaked with blood
comes to life like a blooming bud
her cherubic face
my little damsel smiles with grace
lifts her hand touches my nape
her twinkling eyes blink and gape
i hold her close, sing her lullaby
protected she yawns and doze
i wonder how time flies
my young lady nudges me and pries
' what are you thinking?' she asks
chocked with emotion i manage to say
'its time for school, the sun is dawning'
and my naughty love starts yawning