The New Born

The little kid changed my life though lived half the age me ,downed by the blues of life life had lost its charm and grace. BUT this innocent gaze and smile the soft gums smell of sweet milk the soft linen hands outstretched, demanding care the closed little fists tickling laughter Barbie doll hair the soft cheeks the sparkling eyes a new life thriving- yet to know the world the little restless legs the tiny fingers the sweet toes the nail as soft as the skin fresh fragrant skin soft velvet tiny lips- the honey drooling lips rolling over wet pampers agitation the bare dimpled tiny butts the peaceful sleep the angelic beauty the touch with those little hands clinging trust she demanded the soft cry a sign of hunger a panic search- for the womb she belonged clinging to mother's breasts the sucking and innocent stare the celestial face all these changed me got wisdom forgotten half the life changed am I by this little one In this world a baby is not born alone But a mom and dad are born along. she gave me designation I adore she called me DADDY ( Written in 1995 when my first daughter was born, just wrote words as they came , didn't arrange it in any pattern )