Thursday, April 23, 2015

Waiting for the darling angel

For my princess,
who is still not here on this earth
Here I am eagerly waiting
the day of your birth

The day, I would see you
all my pain would go
Your first glance would give me 
perfection from the hollow

It doesn't matter 
whether you would be reddish, black or show white
My life would find a meaning
the day I would have your first sight

There will be your dad
pampering you with different games
and of course, me; your mom
protecting you from the ugly stares

Your arrival would bring the brightness
just as the night of full moon
your laughter would then, 
my angel, complete our beautiful home.

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