She's A Fighter

She's A Fighter

As I saw her lying in her crib
a little smile lurking at the corner of her lips
an old sari covered her tiny body
she seemed so happy to see me !

Those cords in my heart that
had not felt emotions for a while
were tugged so hard at that mystic
smile, and the glitter in her big warm eyes

She knew not that she was left
behind , her mother an unknown self
she was left to the mercy of people
who hardly knew how to smile !

Sadness crept upon me, like a shadow
when a cloud passes over the sun !
I knew there was nothing much I could do
but to see her now and then !

She gurgled and laughed
legs pedaling an imaginary cycle
hands waving to me to come close
all she wanted was some love and comfort !

As I bend down and moved my hands closer to her
she grabbed my finger as if to say
it's all right Mister, don't you worry at all
I can take good care of myself ! yes sir , I can !

I knew then that this little one ,
a fighter was she at birth !
she would grow up to be a winner
she'd not let her helpless state remain

And I knew I had to do something too
to help her on her way !
to help as many like she is today
to make this world a better place to stay !

~Mahesh Laxman~

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