Natalie
Though you are not my own reflection
your tiny heart portrays my childhood
glowing light of our empty chrysalis
my sweet Nat, a bundle of mischiefs
pillar of strength when I feel down
you make me alive to fulfill my dreams
Pressing gentle lips against on my cheeks
I like you mutter "Mom, I love you so much"
At a certain point of this journey of life
I met your appealing eyes at an orphanage
your bonny image settled deep in my heart
Only I knew how I wanted to help your life
Darling Nat, a daughter unforgettable
Angel of our hearts forever adorable
By Swarnapali Liyanage
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