A little bundle of joy
I walk in through the corridors
My pulse raising in anticipation
A feeling so good
I know I have been here before
A feeling that I know is no deja vu
Then gifted with another wait
for our baby was having a feed
In conversation knowing
how she entered our lives
The curtains draw open
I see a mother and child
Watched over by caring eyes
of a very proud father
What do I see...
sleepy eyes and tired smiles
and yet in all that
a glow of happiness
Born on the first day
of an aussie spring
is the fragrance of joy
guess why she is called Mehek..
Our little bundle of joy
My pulse raising in anticipation
A feeling so good
I know I have been here before
A feeling that I know is no deja vu
Then gifted with another wait
for our baby was having a feed
In conversation knowing
how she entered our lives
The curtains draw open
I see a mother and child
Watched over by caring eyes
of a very proud father
What do I see...
sleepy eyes and tired smiles
and yet in all that
a glow of happiness
Born on the first day
of an aussie spring
is the fragrance of joy
guess why she is called Mehek..
Our little bundle of joy