Treasure Island

Prabhakar Subramaniam


New arrival


Every time I wake up

When he howls with hunger

I cannot believe

I have at last a child

To take care of

Not born to me

Not my blood,

Where his parents are

I do not know

I silently thank them

For giving me this gift

But I can hardly wait for the day

When he will call out to me

And I will be reborn.

Submitted: Sunday, February 17, 2013

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