TENDER YEARS

Written by: Yesha Shah

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