Their baby girl
Her father’s pearl
The first child in the clan
Wasn’t according to plan
The mother wished -
May she bring warmth
On Life's stone cold path
They named her - “Rays of sunlight”
Rashmi.
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Wow, it sounds like a haiku!
A glint in her father's eye.
Pretty! Hi Rashmi, stopping in to say hi and hope you are doing well.
It broke all the rules for haiku.. :)
True at times...Although looking back, I think I could have done better.. The noisy could'ves, should'ves and would'ves.
Thanks for dropping by Tina. I am well, just waiting on my muse's return.
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