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Motherhood

​There he lay in all his naked glory

Laughing, kicking his arms and legs

Reaching out to be picked up 

Else eyes ready to drop those precious pearls

As soon after being picked up

Mouth searchs for the nearest piece of skin

Plants a smooch 

The feeling indescribable 

Happiness akin to seeing THE BEAUTY OF FALL’S KISS

Motherhood a blessing 

Unparalleled joy is the feeling, which nothing else in this world will ever bring.
-Nithya❤

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Late 20s, amateur writer, house wife, stumbling across words and sentences trying to write stuff which makes sense and sometimes sounds non-sense too😛

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