By Ashmit Kumar
25th of November
I still can't count
What day it was
Dear Joy
You're a Perfect Angel
Ever Born there
You
blessed every corner like
sunshine
As if the rose got his scent back
We're always there for you in the moonlight too
Miserable imaginative Your World
Never Fear up with each rare blood
You will have your besties
All together Your Parents & Me!
Every time you needed
What makes you happy
Makes us happy
At the end
All your emotions do Belongs
Do heard, do cared
Everything just please remember
You matter at every stage of life.
Whether it's blue days or cruel summer
You have everybody's back though if any of us is a late comers
Together we make little happiness & storm memories
Agastya, I hope you attached and remembered this for yourself
As a Belonging of love not as a Story
Because I found myself at your Birth.
Just:-
A short poem about when you didn’t get to meet one special member of
family at first day but later when you met you’ve never imagined that joy and experience means
the world to you and family and that little experience makes life so gorgeous and dazzling.