My Mother
- Kripa
- Jun 2, 2020
- 1 min read
I think of you mom, every day Unable to express as you are so far away Not a moment goes by, not remembering you There is nothing that can equal my relationship with you.
Where do I begun to tell this world Sleepless nights, as I lay in your arms curled Hunger, pain, growth spurt and hurt You made them go away with your love burst. Crawled through each milestone,with you in sight Dusted, wounded, bloodied and in fright Made me stand with the trust in you The experiences that would have been morbid, had it not been for you. You made me smile, laugh and cry Showed what emotions can convey, otherwise deny The gift of human beings that is meant to share If only we would want to express- our care. I grew in age and experiences, that is hard to relive You taught me to be humble, that life is what you have to live In pain and sorrow, in happiness and wealth Making decisions that are stalworth, with determination like stealth. Your hands are not steady, your memory is fading A time to reconcile as God’s dictum which I have been evading Hard to accept you as now not then Only realizing my life is following you- it is just a question of when. In the end, as age advanced greying in hair and mind Life is what you gave me as a gift to this mankind Started to think what I could leave behind A semblance of you if only, that will be kind.
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