I raise one hand to bless and pray,
He joins me the same way too.
I say,I do.I ask,do you?
He says,softly ,yes,Me too,me too.
His innocent eyes twinkle just sheer,
My raised eyebrows ,make him shake with fear.
I wipe his tears,he wipes mine too.
I smile heart to eyes,as he says I love you.
He charms few with his dimpled cheek,
And the way he hugs leaves you happily weak.
I ask him to sit,he lies in my lap,
And snuggles me,wearing his favourite cap.
These hugs and fond touches are far and few,
As these quiet deafening sensations are for him not so new.
His world is sensory bomb of shreaking sensations,
As he cries or laughs ,or gazes with pulsations.
He can’t say much yet he write epics
A child of few words,is my final legacy.
6 thoughts on “My legacy”
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A genuinely engaging and evocative work wrought with the author’s customary acumen.
Thanks Louis .your words of appreciation always double my joy of being praised
An endearing, personal experience delineated in fine verse
Thanks Vijay ji.you know my life of being special need parent and that’s why your appreciation matters all the more
This is a touching and beautiful poem. God bless you both
Such a heart – wrenching poem ! Bless you two – cocooned in mutual warmth .