There was almost no chance
She were now in a trance
There was almost no luck left
All happiness taken away in theft.
There was no spark,
All she could see were dots of dark
Chaos and darkness laid out
Sadness hit her like a drought.
She had reached this far
But defeat was hitting her like a speeding car
She held her hands together
Entwined, she had to be there for her.
With cries of agony
She shouted out loud angrily
Sweat beads dropped down her face
Her mind had now became a maze
All that kept her going was hope
She held on to it like a rope
So what if it was a girl?
She was going to be even more precious than a pearl
Yes, she was about to give birth
But it seemed no one realized the worth
She still lived in that era
Where girl were compressed into a para
Having a girl was going to be a blessing
The joy was way too overwhelming
She kept fighting inside out
Hope kept her strong, without doubt
Then, came out the first cry
Nothing could be more melodious, even if you try
She left our whispers of happiness
It was the first shine, amidst the mess
‘Felicity’ she whispered to baby girl
Her tiny fingers, were wrapped in a curl
Oh! What a perfect name
She was now her very main.
The world’s a big place
Hope, will help you ace
Felicity was her mother’s hope
Pure joy was all in her scope.