Unconditional Love

I feel love every time I look and think of you
And thank God for the bond that we share
If only you knew it little girl, that the times we spend together
Make my difficulties fly soooo far away.

While we share a natter observing the trees around us
Ever so green and lush with the flowers gleaming with pride
And you potter about planting a seedling in a new place
And look at me with a shy loving gaze.
Cooking for you is such a joy - with the merriment in your eyes...
So longing for the big juicy choco prize!

I guess you really want this to be a private one
But nope not this time my little one,
Coz I wanna share our love with the world at large
I really love being your godmother and sometimes your charge!

Comments

Anonymous said…

superb yas!!

i've taught u well! hehehehehe!!

suri

June 17, 2010 at 11:50 AM

theotherpersonality.blogspot.in said…

Thanks Sid. Yeah it is the training that you imparted to me during all those crazed years that has made me a blogger! Touche!

June 17, 2010 at 12:23 PM

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