Sowmya Hiremat

 
This little child, this precious
Thing inside me is so tender
She brings me to my knees
i hold her hand and walk in
her foot steps, like in a trance
It is surreal, It is magical ….
But it is so scary, she is so
Naïve, fearless, bold, brave.
Unlike anything I see in the
World – may glimpses at
Times … This makes me curl
Into a foetal position every
Single time. I may not be a
Mother but with this little
One I know how it feels to
Be a Mother in this world.