Amazing how this tiny bundle of pink flesh and black hair can so powerfully brush everything else aside.
And at the count of ten perfect fingers and ten perfect toes, new mummy is dazed with affection and overcome with pride.
Dispersed are her melancholic thoughts and secret longing for departed grandpa to be there.
Euphoria, primitive joy and the ultimate fulfillment of dreams of procreation are everywhere.
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Ghada, I couldn't resist adding to this in the spirit of universal love, my own Anglo-Hindu offering, written two years ago...
I like the idea of this 'harmless' regiment of pink and blue who are about to rule our lives for the next twenty years at least!
like poem, it some how reminds me of easter.................