Ode To My Dear Son Poem by Dr. Yogesh Sharma

I was never so happy before that hour,
With love so real and like a feast,
Its soft face bloom like a rose flower,
He mesmerized my existence with ideas sweet.

All my blood raced and reddened my face,
I could feel all happiness in every wing,
Trees and bowers, round, running in happy pace;
And clouds danced from their strings.

Words from the heart did start,
To see God’s spring choice,
Reward for our love’s honest heart,
Seemed HE blessed us with choicest voice.

Never had I seen God’s this trace,
Timid heart swelled, when I behold my flower,
As I stood hypnotized, by divine grace,
O God! Never can I return your blessing lore.



FROM:
DR. YOGESH SHARMA