Ten

Ten little fingers and ten little toes,
Ten days since they first drew breath.
I bode long enough for them to wriggle their itty-bitty boughs.
I watched them stumble away from me, their lips curled into a smile.

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I stood by their bouts, their huffs and their squalls,
Their very first debacle, their very first reward.
Soon, when it is ten years from now, when I am in my dotage,
I pray for the sweet innocence and warmth I see in their eyes today.

~Aishwarya

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