Her Love is My Cure...

Her love is my cure...

So innocent and pure...

The day when she arrived in my life...

To bring her in this world I had to undergo a knife...

The kicks I could feel within me...

Nine months later...her as my integral part I could see...

Her love is my cure...

My world...this little angel for sure....

The sleepless nights...My infant cries...

Pukes,soiled diapers with poo and pee... every moment a new surprise...

Tough days and chorus juggle...

In my lap my lil fairy would snuggle...

Her love is my cure...

She's the only one I'm here for...

Her first day at school...She hugged me tight ..

The tiny one looking... searching for me was a heart wrenching sight...

She wants me...so do i...

She pecks my forehead and looks deep into my eye...

Her love is my cure...

By each passing moment...I love her even more...

I call her Angel, Princess, Fairy and Queen...

She calls me mom as one and only Been...

I can fight the world for her...and bring it at her feet...

For she's the most precious for me..and sweet...

Her love is my cure...

A selfless affection... does she always pour...

As Corona..has lockedup many...

She follows me to every room and wants my company...

Her dolls and blocks and toys...

All around the house is echoing her chirpy noise...

Her love is my cure...

She's my priority..I can't ignore...

Her mischiefs and menace drive me nuts...

While only asleep her mouth is shut...

Her constant attention and demands.make me crazy...

She kicks my butts telling....get up and Play with me you lazy...

Her love is my cure...

She's my rejuvenation and restore...

Her hundred curious questions gimme a headache...

But when she's quite and sad...I get a heartache....

I am a struggling mom always tired...

But towards their child's duties... parents are never retired...

Her love is my cure...

I admire her and endure...

The fussy and messy toddler...

Saying peek a boo hiding in the corner.....

My glory...my pride...

I'll always stand like a rock by her side...

Her love is my cure...

Life with her is not a bore...

She's growing up..I can see each day...

Children bloom and blossom...I can say...

One day she'll chase in a world of her own...

Her album of memories...to me will be only known....

Her love is my cure...

May she be bestowed with happiness...I ensure...

Gauree is my daughter...my sunshine, my light...

She has brought me happiness and made my days bright...

As the night exits...and I see the sun bright...

After writing this poem.... I've profusely cried....