O CHILD OF MINE

With arms outstretched you run to me
Yelling ‘amma’
Coming to a halt in front of me
While your arms wrap around my knees
Tightly, drenching me with love, more than I can accrue.

This simple action makes me feel blessed
For having you
in my life. So blessed.
O child of mine from me wrested
Motherhood is mine today because of you.

May 9,2010