Dearest Kochi
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She sleeps beside me
And breathes into my face
I smell her stale breath
Even that invigorates me.
Everything about her
Simply captivates me
Don’t know whether
I love her like crazy
Or if it is just me
Being a ‘crazy-me’.
She is breathing easy,
Sleeping peacefully…
What greater joy
Can a mother enjoy
Than gazing at her
Sleeping Beauty…
Her dainty, darling daughter
Whom she lovingly calls her
“Dearest Kochi”.
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