My three month old child

Her little lollipop mouth
Moves to find her mother’s nipples,
And she sucks them with her eyes
Gazed into her mother’s,
And takes a break to gasp some air
And goes back to the nipples
Until she satiates,
And opens her mouth
With her tongue sticking out
And rolling it in and out
Trying to say something
She experienced,
With her feet and hands
Throwing to and fro
In yogic posture
Like she is balancing
Her breathing in and out
And finally dishes out a smile
That glows all over me.
Hope emerges, and I fear death
That silently creeps into my thoughts
And overwhelms me what if I died:
Before I die, I want to behold
The smile of the child
That death cannot beat
And hold her in my hands,
Looking into her eyes.
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