A small poem describing the pain of being childless and the joy of giving life to an orphan.
Sara was recently infected with a
series of new diseases; called the ION disease
Frustration,irritation and confusion
was the parasite that was sucking her life blood everyday.
not letting her breath with ease.
She got pale day by day
Nightmares became a part of her life.
All her efforts to work better turned sour.
Drawing curtains of black;around her
She killed herself inside the radiating heat.
All that her mind digested was becoming a mother.
Walking past schools and child care centres
served as her breakfast every morning.
Those naughty ,innocent blooms energised her
Their laughter and duck walk was the only medicine
that gave her the day’s strength.
Treatments and prayers never showed a response.
Her hands were shivering to feel a life
Eight years; has been too long a wait.
Then a day emerged when Sara and her family
decided to enlighten their house
with a young soul;who was god’s most loved child.
She was three months old
As pretty as an angel
Her crystal eyes radiated love
Her toothless smile sprinkled a dust of magic
She was the most beautiful life on earth.
Spreading love with her
Sara gave her breath for an orphan to breathe
Can there be a better purpose to life?

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