Running errands and talking on the phone,
I am pleasantly reminded that I am not alone.
Little tiny hands, a precious rounded knee,
pushing and twisting that no one can see.
Oh sweet child kicking up your heels,
it is our little secret that only I can feel.
I look forward to your birth,
when I can kiss your skin,
but for now I will just smile,
as I feel you play within.
I am pleasantly reminded that I am not alone.
Little tiny hands, a precious rounded knee,
pushing and twisting that no one can see.
Oh sweet child kicking up your heels,
it is our little secret that only I can feel.
I look forward to your birth,
when I can kiss your skin,
but for now I will just smile,
as I feel you play within.
Speechless... my dictionary does nt hav words to describe this "stupendo fantabulously fantastic" painting... loved it... i thought i hav'nt seen anythng more beautiful dan u bt i was wrong ur paintings r evn more beautiful...
ReplyDeleteHi Namrata, Nice to meet you on my blog with your recent comments. Your work is faabuuulous! Is this your self portrait? Seems like you are standing at a very precious turn in life. Would love to see more of your work!
ReplyDeleteThanx prerana but no darlin this isn't me...
ReplyDeleteThank u 4 the appreciation... cumming from a beautiful artist that you urself are means a lot to me... thank u...