I am your garden

Motherhood, Poetry 16 comments

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You saw my hair left open

You gave out a loud sigh

Mum, please tie up a ponytail

Then I wondered why

I tied them in a ponytail

Saw sparkle in your eyes

Instantly you asked for a hug

And came running by

I kept wondering why

All giggly giggly happy happy

You hung around my neck

And then I got it why

I was your garden

The ponytail the swing

Which you kept swinging by

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16 comments

    1. Thanks Vidya for the appreciation. I am yet to explore your other posts and I will surely find time between these swinging sessions 🙂

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