The Gift

An Angel No Matter
An Angel No Matter

When she came into this world
She did not cry
She received light blows to make her cry
God, she’s my daughter, my daughter
They said she’s is born with a syndrome
She is an angel no matter
They name it Down’s,21 trisome(y)
This occurs because of the extra chromosome
She’s now almost eight
Her ears have closed tight
The invisible waves which travel through the air
Cannot tickle her ear for her to hear
But they tickle my eyes for a tear
To cascade on my cheek
And I become meek
God, she is my angel daughter no matter no matter.

: Ahsan Ghori

My note: This was the feeling(a poem if u can call it) when I learnt my daughter lost her hearing