Son's Birth

In the delight and smiles, 

Even in pains,I feel happy.
As I give birth to a life.
I glow in joy of mother hood.
Shirked eyes, Soft pale sin,
In my hands, Carrying with care,
I see my dream,
My blood my soul

My son born, 
To give me back my life
As he cry, I carry him near
To feed him.

His first sip from my skin.
I wonder looking at him.
Who thought my baby to suck the milk
Who give him that energy to bite me, toothless.
Holding my chain in his hand
He sips slowly. He falls back to take breath.
I laugh at his act. 
Holding me in my shoulders.
My man sitting beside me.

Enjoying moment.

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