When you hold your new born <br />In your arms for the first time, <br />You forget how much pain you have borne <br />And nurtured in your womb to give it life. <br /> <br />As you watch her grow <br />And cross each milestone, <br />You are filled with pride and glow <br />You can’t believe how fast she has grown. <br /> <br />Soon she starts school <br />And is gone for the morn, <br />In her car pool. <br />You wonder how time has flown. <br /> <br />Before you know she is in her teens, <br />And has dreams and secrets of her own. <br />She is less often seen <br />And when home she wants to be alone. <br /> <br />She is moody at times. <br />When she has her first crush <br />And seeks your advice, <br />Hesitantly and flushed. <br /> <br />Then comes a day <br />She meets her soul mate, <br />Gets married and goes away. <br />You watch as the car drives her out of the gate. <br /> <br />Overnight her life under goes change, <br />She is excited as well as perplexed. <br />She sends me text messages <br />Whenever she is stressed. <br /> <br />We have a unique bond. <br />She is busy with her life <br />And I look for a life beyond <br />A mother and a wife. <br /> <br />Whenever we are free, <br />We arrange to meet and exchange <br />Over a cup of coffee, <br />Our views on love and marriage. <br /> <br />This is the cycle of life, <br />I too left my parents home <br />I believe there is an after life, <br />There is never a vacuum<br /><br />Mamta Agarwal<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/cycle-of-life-5/
