Somebody's Child, though I wish, she would have been mine.She yields as she lets me lift her up and hold her close.
Resting her cherubic face on my comforting shoulders,
She whispers sweet nothings into my eager ears.
The days troubles and tiredness vanish away,
And all those around me seem to melt away in a blur.
She has me mesmerized with those wide untamed eyes
And I was left wondering whether it was her in my arms
Or was I consoled in the arms of a Child.
