My Boy - My Lovely Children
My boy
When he first opened his subtle eyes,
first ray of sun as if lit my morning sky,
Withered away the pain of all my life,
with inception of his one pleasant smile,
Soft caress and fingers in thin silky hair,
aura of twilight was his endless flair,
Pearl drops were his tears in a row,
ended always in iridescent rainbow,
Inseparable even though a cut cord,
a rhyming melody that my soul adores!
Written May 21st, 2015
For contest "Show but don't tell" by Thomas Martin
First place win
Entered for "My lovely children" poetry contest by Laura loo
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