WHEN you are not well,
what is the feeling that
wakes her up all the night
to touch your head with love.
When you want to eat,
what is the feeling that
tells her to starve and give you food to eat.
When you don’t score well,
what is the feeling that
prompts her to hide the things
from your dad and
attend to PTM alone.
When you want pocket money,
what is the love that moves
her to search her purse
and give you the amount you want.
When you are late at friend’s party,
what is the warmth that shakes
her not to speak truth to your dad.
When tears roll on you cheeks,
whose hands are those to
wipe them silently.
Isn’t it your darling ‘Mother’
a beautiful flower in your garden.
