The New Born

The first sight of the little bundle
When you hold her in your arm's cradle
It's enough for you to give out a cry
As the joy of parenthood brings twinkle to the eye

The little fingers so soft peeping from beneath
There is still some time before you see those teeth
Those eyes closed as if not ready for the world
Those lips so perfect as if god made them pearled.

God Sent angel so true and pure
She has the power to heal and cure
A joy that will take away all pain
She is like a splash of the first rain

The first call to you,can ring bells
You might hear thousand of corn shells
Hold her close, dear to your heart
As she grows older she has to depart