Baby Dreams

That little pink frock on the rack

And Her looks lingered  long on that pink frock

Her heart melted at the thread of warmth

She could sense in her

Did she see a tiny finger and toes sprout in it

Did she see a invisible giggle in

That precious attire

A beautiful vision of her secret impossible dream

Her mind lay scattered in pieces

She was in a web of words

Thrown mercilessly at her daily

Her heart swelled in tears

Yet she managed a unwavering smile on her pretty lips

Her longing heart ached at her helplessness

She knitted down each dream in that pink yarn

Building up a empire of her dream fortress

Braided her heart with utmost strength

She just nursed her heart with compassion

Pinned her heart on the love pedestal

Carried a cradle of love in her heart

She waited and waited

She wished upon the stars and prayed upon the mighty gods

Her dreams might just come true

One day she knew she would

Embrace a tiny finger in her hands

And she would feel the most exuberant

As her precious gift snuggled to her warmth ...