Inspired by a conversation between me and my mother…! As a toddler
She is a pretty little thing
That walks and talks with her
The plaything that makes her wonder?!
As a grown-up
She is the smart girl in the locale
That keeps her always on toes
The flower bud, that makes her bewilder?!
As a teenager
She is the Queen Rival – outright
The praises and looks that she deserves
Are here’s now, without hereto?!
As a Woman
She is the perfect bride
For a man’s nest that can render
The counterfoil for an aging soul?!
As a mother
She is the toughest kind
For the roles now reversed
All she needs is your care?!
You and I are the shades of us
In a hidden bean, which
Gives away aroma, when roasted
In a perfect blend for life…!
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