Cycle Of Life

M Mamta Agarwal
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When you hold your new born In your arms for the first time, You forget how much pain you have borne And nurtured in your womb to give it life. As you watch her grow And cross each milestone, You are filled with pride and glow You can’t believe how fast she has grown. Soon she starts school And is gone for the morn, In her car pool. You wonder how time has flown. Before you know she is in her teens, And has dreams and secrets of her own. She is less often seen And when home she wants to be alone. She is moody at times. When she has her first crush And seeks your advice, Hesitantly and flushed. Then comes a day She meets her soul mate, Gets married and goes away. You watch as the car drives her out of the gate. Overnight her life under goes change, She is excited as well as perplexed. She sends me text messages Whenever she is stressed. We have a unique bond. She is busy with her life And I look for a life beyond A mother and a wife. Whenever we are free, We arrange to meet and exchange Over a cup of coffee, Our views on love and marriage. This is the cycle of life, I too left my parents home I believe there is an after life, There is never a vacuum

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