We are waiting for the baby
To smile its sweet smiles
We are waiting for the baby
To touch the nursery tiles
We are waiting for the baby
To say its first word
We are waiting for the baby
To taste its first curd
we are waiting for the baby
To eat its first snack
We are waiting for the baby
To give us all a smack!
In a very subtle way you have portrayed how a baby changes our lives and takes control of it. Excellent.
I have said it before but will say it again, india must be a magical place to be so gifted with such talented daughters... Risha
Risha, so young, yet you write so beautifully and it is a pleasure to read, this is no exception. Just keep up the writing. David
The poem sounds like a lullaby to a baby. Very nicely written.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Risha this is so cute and funny...............well done! Love and Hugs, Diane