If my eyes were a camera
If my eyes were a
camera,
I would capture Jyoti
every moment that I look at her.
Each smile,
each grin,
and even each cry,
I would capture
her naughtiness,
her sweetness and
her sadness.
I would capture her
prancing in the yard ,
digging the muddy dirt, and
sitting in a puddle,
I would capture her climbing the stairs,
the coffee table and
even the fence too.
I would capture her walking
running and
even falling too.
I would capture every moment
that I look at her and
keep them safely.
camera,
I would capture Jyoti
every moment that I look at her.
Each smile,
each grin,
and even each cry,
I would capture
her naughtiness,
her sweetness and
her sadness.
I would capture her
prancing in the yard ,
digging the muddy dirt, and
sitting in a puddle,
I would capture her climbing the stairs,
the coffee table and
even the fence too.
I would capture her walking
running and
even falling too.
I would capture every moment
that I look at her and
keep them safely.

1 Comments:
ah, such precious moments, such precious memories will remain forever through this poem of yours, Nal. Beautiful!
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