
Showing posts with label Girl... Woman. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Girl... Woman. Show all posts
Friday, April 25, 2014
Friday, January 24, 2014
Happy National Girl Child Day
Labels:
Girl... Woman,
Social Awareness
Monday, July 18, 2011
A Window To Look Through...
She watches through her window, her little girl at play.
Memories flood back to her childhood, of her yesterdays
As she tucks her gift into bed, and kisses her precious face
She says a prayer of protection, "Lord keep my child safe."
And as days turn months into years, she sees her little girl grow
She begins to realize that a time will come, the time when she must let go
Suddenly she hears a gentle voice-- saying, "No greater love is this,
Than what you've done for your little girl, go seal it with a kiss."
"Honey I want to kiss your face, but I know I can't by phone
While looking through your bedroom window, I began to feel alone."
"So many days through this very window, I'd watch you laugh and play
And I can almost see you tucked in bed, on those nights we'd talk and pray."
"Mom," her daughter uttered, "There's something I want to say...
You may not know how many times, I saw you watch me play."
"That window that you're looking through, is the same one God looked in
He saw you by my bed each night, when you'd tenderly tuck me in."
"So mom please don't feel all alone, you know I'll always be there...
Just like God is with you now, no matter the time, or place or where."
Her mother paused and then replied, "Sweetheart I know you're right...
You're grown, married and have a child, that you now tuck in at night."
"Mom, I better go now, I have some things I better do."
Her mom replied, "I know it dear, you've got a window to look through."
~ Dedicated to mothers and daughters and the unique and special love they have and will continue to share. ~
Memories flood back to her childhood, of her yesterdays
As she tucks her gift into bed, and kisses her precious face
She says a prayer of protection, "Lord keep my child safe."
And as days turn months into years, she sees her little girl grow
She begins to realize that a time will come, the time when she must let go
Suddenly she hears a gentle voice-- saying, "No greater love is this,
Than what you've done for your little girl, go seal it with a kiss."
"Honey I want to kiss your face, but I know I can't by phone
While looking through your bedroom window, I began to feel alone."
"So many days through this very window, I'd watch you laugh and play
And I can almost see you tucked in bed, on those nights we'd talk and pray."
"Mom," her daughter uttered, "There's something I want to say...
You may not know how many times, I saw you watch me play."
"That window that you're looking through, is the same one God looked in
He saw you by my bed each night, when you'd tenderly tuck me in."
"So mom please don't feel all alone, you know I'll always be there...
Just like God is with you now, no matter the time, or place or where."
Her mother paused and then replied, "Sweetheart I know you're right...
You're grown, married and have a child, that you now tuck in at night."
"Mom, I better go now, I have some things I better do."
Her mom replied, "I know it dear, you've got a window to look through."
~ Dedicated to mothers and daughters and the unique and special love they have and will continue to share. ~
Labels:
Color of Love,
Girl... Woman,
Mother
Sunday, May 8, 2011
A Mother's Love
A Mother's Love
A mother loves her child
more than the world
she laughs with her
and cries with her
She keeps her warm if its cold
she keeps the baby,
close to herself
she never leaves the child alone
she doesn't care much even for herself
She feeds the baby
and bathes her too
she cleans up after her
and never complains
She feels proud of her baby
and claps at her antics
she feels delighted
as the baby grows up
And then........ ..... something changes
as the baby grows up
The mother treats her like the same baby
and the baby wants to be an adult
And one day......... .. the adult leaves home
never to return to her mother
Never to eat food from her mother's hands
never to sleep with her mother all snuggled up
never to laugh with her or cry with her
never to see her wrinkling face or greying hair
The mother lives on
crying and praying for her baby
just wanting to see her once before she dies....
more than the world
she laughs with her
and cries with her
She keeps her warm if its cold
she keeps the baby,
close to herself
she never leaves the child alone
she doesn't care much even for herself
She feeds the baby
and bathes her too
she cleans up after her
and never complains
She feels proud of her baby
and claps at her antics
she feels delighted
as the baby grows up
And then........ ..... something changes
as the baby grows up
The mother treats her like the same baby
and the baby wants to be an adult
And one day......... .. the adult leaves home
never to return to her mother
Never to eat food from her mother's hands
never to sleep with her mother all snuggled up
never to laugh with her or cry with her
never to see her wrinkling face or greying hair
The mother lives on
crying and praying for her baby
just wanting to see her once before she dies....
Labels:
Color of Love,
Girl... Woman,
Mother
Saturday, August 8, 2009
My Auto Biography! The day I was Born…
My Auto Biography!
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My mum was 8 months pregnant. Yes , yes she was expectin me
But good things doesn’t come that easily so, one day while my mum was comin bak frm sumwhere, while steppin out of da DTC bus, she fell dwn and fractured her left leg
Since then all da tym she tells me dat I had been a
much before I ws born
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Anyways, it was da morning of May and my mum ws in pain.
She knew it ws tym to rush to da hospital as it ws her second tym.
I ws goin to be born soon, da lil' devil
Mum was taken to da labor room
Papa & Bro waitin outside for da gud news.
Every second felt like an hour to them. Heart pounding faster n faster.
Would it be a gal child/wouldd it be a boychild. Is everythin okay inside?
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My father wanted a gal child coz he already had a son. In between all these thoughts a nurse came rushin towards him, wid a big fat smile on her face…it’s a gal, it’s a gurl!
Yes, yes I ws BORN….on this big day of May
It had rained heavily that day, probably God ws all in tears to loose one of his lil’ sweeties……
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Labels:
Family,
Girl... Woman,
Happiness,
Me...Myself and I,
World Of My Own
Sunday, March 8, 2009
Celebrating Womanhood
March 8th : International Women’s Day
Lets Celebrate Woman Hood, atleast on this day we should realise their value and worth.Atleast on this day, we should think, how much they are to us, how they make our life special over the rest 364 days.( even we make their’s) .
This is to all woman in this World..

Happy Woman's Day
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Girl... Woman
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