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TENDER YEARS
The tiny sprouts, so fragile yet so strong
Slowly, ah! so softly, tearing away earth's crust,
they grow along...
A new life emerges with the same subtle strength
A separate entity poised to span its life's length
A brave yet delicate little bundle of joy
Mother weeps ecstatic tears caressing her so-tender
a tiny toy
The day rolls into night and back again to a new day
Tirelessly with her tender care, she goes about her way
Latching for the first feed to many-a soiled nappy
Engrossed in self less devotion for off-spring
she seems so happy
Ceaseless flow of her tender love, soothe of her tender touch
Always her little baby, through our life mother's tender love
we cherish too much!
When starry eyes wander in wonderlands dreamily
Humming the tune of first love, youth feels heavenly
Soft music, red roses and the first blush of romance
Enticing intense eyes and their unforgettable lasting glance
Underneath the starlit dome nubile lovers meet
Submerged neck-deep in love, skipping a few heart beats
Entwining embrace, with much tenderness the uniting kiss
Partaking soulful from ocean of passion, taste the divine bliss
A soul mate for quenching the longing thirst of sweet desires
To fan the flames, tender embers igniting sparkling fires
Life time vow of loving togetherness, a promising hand's warm hold
Bearing the brunt of life's storms, gracefully, tenderly in love,
to grow old!
Yesha Shah
For Gail Doyle's "Tender Years" contest
8th dec 2012
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