The bond

The bond

Take my hand, into our new world
Open your eyes, for you are not forlorn
As every child, takes in his first breath
Helpless and shocked, mentally depressed
The new world is cruel, the new world is harsh
But then they see that smile, something stirs
A familiar touch, a fulfilling glow
That warm chest, always there to protect
With time, they start feeling the flow,
The flow of love, the flow of care, the flow of passion,
Those must be of a lovers mindset,
Late realization, is never a defect