A Baby Cry! ...16th Feb 1948 Poem by shirani ibrahim

The Indian ocean, the untouched green, the blue sky.

Came a vibrating sound of a new born..a softness a dainty cry

Soon the clock, insensitive so.. ticked on, the days whizzed by

My hair, a silvery streak, fingers numbed and gracefully aged

I dwell into areas where thoughts lead me to freely uncage

I gently turned the delicate pages, back in time and with a sigh

B'days, moments, many captured, never struggled to survive

Living the days gone by with variable memories so alive...

Family, friends, near and far off in many a distant lands

Surely do make this earthly stay a four seasonal land

Laughter, tears, cheers, a beauty, the warmth that life can hold

As a new dawning day begins, another year about to unfold.

Six decades and years three, made those colourful days

We shared together a journey, life long... come what may!

Now a blessing for each candle, that you proudly blow,

Hopefully be sparkling today and many years forever more

Health peace and may you be filled with a wonderland

Children, grand children, together holding..hand in hand!