Before you became my baby,
Kutti, Where were you ?
I think you were a wish,
Just waiting to come true.
Before I became your Amma,
Kutti, where was I ?
I was always searching for you
In the starry skies.
Finally we met,
on a moonlit summer night.
It is you It is you,
I sang in delight
Without a fuss or worry
You snuggled against me
I knew that very instant
This was meant to be.
A new story began,
Resounding with joy and laughter
Kutti, thats the very beginnning
of our Happily ever After.
- Love Amma.
Mowgli is almost 11 months old. I keep flying back to a year ago. I will remember soo many things that he has no idea about. So I write.. for you my little kitten, I write.
Thursday, June 23, 2011
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