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Not Born In My Womb
With every passing moment - my heart began beating.
All I remember is the smiling face of my son-
He caught hold of my hand and whispered to me
I wish to see my father and brother-
A pure act of love.
Within few minutes it so happened- my son passed away.
I lost my son, not born in my womb,
Carried him in my heart as my own till his last breath.
Fought long and hard for nine months-
To bring him back from the sinking stage.
Shouted and grumbled at God.
GOD fixed my pain with soothing words -
'I want my son back, I want him to be seated in my ...