a few days
before she turns
a month old
god beauty
humility
created
carved
mold
measure
to measure
her worth
in gold
his bounty
now a treasure
in our household
keeps on crying
she caught cold
with love
she has to
be cajoled
but when she
smiles
a sight
to behold
nerjis
marziya
princess zaira
our happiness
threefold
a new chapter
a new beginning
on the threshold
like a poem
wordlessly
unfolds
a camera vision
they all three hold
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