Those bundles of joy
 


Small children are truely bundle of joy
many are surrounded by love,pamper and care
but some are devoid of thier own share,
they are the children of lesser god
not to be nutured in the life;s abode
sans simple touch and a cuddly cuddle
they yearn for loving hug
clingling on to anyone known unkown
their eyes are pool of innocence
and thier faces are pure magic
epitome of love and rejoice
still they have no one whom they
can rely  on as thier own
for life long.
 

~Vikki~

 

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