An ode for the first dozen
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Twelve years - a dozen,--------------------------
Many valleys, many Heavens.
Beginning in blight at the very sight,
but gladly a baby born to hold us tight.
Starting alone was a dream ; a hope,
with only God to keep us afloat.
Fighting and hurting, holding and caressing,
Just a way of life, to fill the time with many a spice.
Loving inside but seeing no hope outside,
life with you has been a ride!
but in one word - worth a while.
One dozen gone,
many more dozens to come,
a gift of diamonds from you,
but from me none.
But dont mistake my bare hands.
As a heart full of love beats inside,
praying forever and thanking God for giving you as a partner beside.
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Anuradha Harish