Blessing

by Sneha Subramanian Kanta
(Mumbai, India)

Blessed bounty of flowers...innocence still intact...

Blessed bounty of flowers...innocence still intact...

I wonder what I should call a blessing
Your little hands, soft palms;
The lovely forehead or the supple cheeks
You brought me light
When everything around me seemed dark
I picked up the threads of life
Slowly unraveling the tied strings

And all I got was a void of nothingness
Except when you with your little toes
Came crawling beside me
That is when I saw a ray of light;
Your eyes
Told me that I should live

Although I have lost everything
My husband killed in a bitter warfare

I live on
For the blessing I have got - -
My little child.

Was inspired to write this verse about four years ago after seeing a short documentary about wives of men who serve in the army across the world.

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Mar 05, 2012
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Thank you
by: Sneha

Thank you, Vimala.

Mar 04, 2012
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Imagination
by: vimala ramu

Imagination at its best,Sneha.

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