The child I never bore
turned out to be attached more
nestling closely to me
whenever she gets near me
smiling at me with affection
whenever she comes home in vacation
talking to me with love great
caring for me without abate
that much I am blessed
having found a child instead
who I feel has had a link
an attachment without a blink
that would go a long way
making both of us gay. 
Meenas Poems 