"A baby girl is born"
Emerged the blue print
Of an outdated diary page
Bound together 
In brown leather.
Gathering many precious memories 
What triumph you blow
What satisfaction you prove
What pride you hold
Im cradled in your
everlasting arms of love
Entrusting myself is 
your loving care
Your arms are still there
You dont worth the pain
 Sometimes I made
 The question lingers
 Answer wonders
 Nothing has really changed
 Love warms the heart 
 As it did years ago the same.

 Charu
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