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Nawal - Gift
Her big black eyes
staring at my sunken ones,
confused and excited,
Her tiny palms flying
in the air,
as she fights to grab
my black rimmed spectacles ,
After lot of unsuccessful struggles,
Her eyes droopy,
blinking them rapidly and
finally drifting into
deep slumber,
Her tiny fingers encircled
my pinky,
while sucking her other thumb!
A sudden warmth spread
across my heart,
Is she the sun lighting
my darker days?
Is she gifting me
the happiness
I have long lost?
My eyes widen in
realization,
The reason we call her
" Nawal",
she is my bundle of joy
wrapped
in a cozy white blanket,
And a smile playing on
my cracked lips!


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