Born on 5feb2002
as beautiful as an Angel could be
God gave her beauty, but
forget to give her brain.
Lying on the bed foryears,
life for her was worst than hell
The day she born
life became challenge for her
She is Epileptic by birth.
If she cries, she cries for hrs.
If she sleeps, she sleeps for hrs,
If she blinks, she blinks until or unless her fit stops
She can't move
She can never sit in her life,
She can't even eat
She can't see, can't even hear
but still she is living.
No one can ever understand
what pain
she is going through.
No treatment, no medicine
can cure her
No place of Worship
has been left
My angel is 6yrs. old
A mother who knows about her illness
Nurturing her daughter
day and night
waiting for the day
to come
when her daughter
would speak one single word-
MOM.
My angel does not belong to this world
Just pray,
so that she could
get rid of her suffering
and
sleeps for ever in
''HEAVEN''
seemakhera (Aanamika 805)
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-niece-3/
