Your First Tender Kick

Your first tender kick

From inside the womb

Left us enough to imagine

Your needful naughtiness around,

Soon to invigorate us and

Drive the lethargy away.

Yours first cry later

Attesting your welcome arrival

Sounded an enchanting alarm

To wake us up from slumber,

To live afresh a kingly life,

A princess that you are.

Your first smile with those

Soft, little petal-like lips

Brought us the missing light

Invading the wretched darkness

That pervaded all around.

Your first crawl on all fours –

As the monarch of all you surveyed –

Taught us how we must

Confront challenges head on

With no lame excuses to live by.

Your first step at last

Braving the numerous falls

Lent us hope:

There's someone now

To hold our hand, and make us

Walk to that foggy, fag end.