Circle of Life

That Saturday morning in winter

I saw someone new yet familiar

She had my face, my eyes, my lips

No, I was not looking through a mirror

With tears in my eyes

I looked at her again

I had her 30 years ago too

That was a winter of December not Jan

This angel is my daughter's daughter

A little more special than her

Then I was a mommy

Now I have become a grandmother

She has my eyes

Minus specs

Minus regrets

So full of innocence

May they twinkle whatever happens

She has my face too

Minus wrinkles

Minus responsibilities

So full of life

May it be as peaceful even at 85

I might have complained a lot, Oh God!

Whenever things were not fine

Now, I am so thankful

May she have a life as fulfilling as mine