Tears of Joy

Sarika, Pure Reflections

A piece of her heart,
in the cradle of her womb…
Inside of her, a tiny
miracle bloom…

Tiny little angel,
nesting in her tender arms…
Scars and stretch marks,
are her motherhood charms…

Tormenting pain and
agony of sleepless nights…
Lost in the soft cuddles
and sweet lullabies….

Music to her ears,
its first mellifluous cries….
Tears of joy…in the limpid
pools of her eyes…

©Pure Reflections, 2019

( Dedicated to all mothers 🙂)..

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