See this little flower,
Strikingly pink in colour.
Blossomed in my garden,
Start of Navratri Celebrations.
It was a bright morning,
Sun was just rising.
Was awe-struck by a momentary feeling
Of Her Divine presence embracing.
Sensing this to be a sign of hope,
I promptly took my i-phone.
And there lay in store,
News of birth the day before.
On the birth of a grand daughter we rejoice,
Said my friend in a choked voice.
With excitement my eyes felt moist,
Mother Goddess had indicated Her choice.
I have become a Nani,
Said my friend in ecstasy.
“Her face is such a roly poly,
Oh! My God, She looks just like me”.
Cheers to you my friend,
You’ll see more of her at day’s end.
Enjoy her blooming is what I recommend,
She’ll be all yours till she gets a boyfriend.
