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Waves of grace, winds of Naam (Nanak Naam Jahaz Hai)

Waves of grace, winds of Naam (Nanak Naam Jahaz Hai) On the auspicious occasion of Guru Nanak Dev Ji's Gurpurab, this poem emerges as a ...

Friday, August 9, 2013

Cutting t(r)ooth

His first smile,
His first murmur,
His tiny feet
Measuring the corridor
In baby-steps,
His cutting tooth,
Pre-nursery school,
Bedtime stories,
I feel it was yesterday.
He is 7 now.
And growing fast.

17 comments:

  1. Measuring the corridor in baby steps - Just lovely.

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  2. This touched me....my "baby" is seven as well. It goes so, so fast...

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    1. thank you Draug. It is always a pleasure to hear from you

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  4. they forget to tell you that it's the parents who feel the growing pains the most, huh?

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  5. Lovely... growing is over in a an instant.

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    1. Thank you so much Bjorn and yes it is always yesterday that we or our loved ones were kids ...

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  6. Awww! This is so touching. My "little" man is 13 and three inches taller than me. Sigh.

    Lovely piece! :)

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    1. We are yet to reach that stage i.e. yet ... :) Thank you so much Ivy

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  7. They do that, don't they? :-) Thanks for linking up with this sweet piece.

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  8. Lovely and touching, Ruby! Some memories woke up :)

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