This is from mama Kripa to baby boy Angad 😃


It's three A.M., they're all asleep,
And no one's here to see 😉
As we rock slowly back and forth
My baby boy and me. 😆😆
His little head is feather-light
Tucked up against my chin.
I hold his tiny hand in mine
And stroke his baby skin. 😃😆
The house about us creaks and groans,
The clock hands creep around.
He snuggles close to me still
And makes his baby sounds. 😆


Doesnt Angad looked younger than her today? 😉