A PRECIOUS GIFT

God showered His choicest blessings onto us.

And you bloomed in our life!

What a precious gift of God!

Vividly recall the first glimpse of yours.

Existence as fresh as a dew-drop.

A little innocent face.

A captivating smile. The smile brightened our world.

How pleasant it was to grasp the softy hands!

Grasping those tiny hands, a bond was established.

A bond born of love unutterable.

Years have rolled by.

Kiddy face has grown mature. So have you.

But, by God'’s Grace, the bond is the same.

Moments of togetherness still spell the same warmth, the same love, the same happiness.

So, when we say "“Happy Birthday"”, the words echo the feelings inexpressible.

One knows not what's in store.

Tomorrow the world could be different. The worldly objects could be different.

The appearances, the shadows ..... everything may change.

The relationships may redefine their meanings.

Even utterances and silence may cease to bear meanings.

What will not lose meaning is the bond, the stratum underneath, wherefrom springs the love ineffable.