I love you Ma!
Serving the dinner, at the counter,
She looks happy watching them eat,
Giving them all the love and warmth,
Taking up all the cold and the heat.
Not really a guardian angel,
God itself in true form, we must say
The way she carries all of her duties
And Faces the challenges all her way…
Its hard mother, to smile it through,
Through the pain given by loved ones,
Its hard I know, to let go,
When there are so many things left undone.
You told me once, I remember clearly,
“Have a simple life girl, and love dearly,
Look within yourself and always be you,
Coz most important Is being true.”
“Life is not hard, but it will make you wonder,
Might make you strong or will take you into its slumber,
Through all the things you face and abide,
You will always find me by your side.”
“Go to distant lands, travel far and wide,
Have experiences and then decide,
And when you are finished and done with all,
My arms will be here to hold your soul.”
How mother, how do you do this?
Being so selfless and the assurance that you give,
How do you know so much about living?
All you do is Give without receiving.
I think that’s the reason why you are the one
God chose to be its better half,
You made life so a joyous and fun,
You are the reason we smile and laugh.
I am blessed to have you mother,
You are my light, you made me sure,
That All the things you said were true,
I hope I had listened to you before.
But just so you know, after all the experiences,
And all the travelling and all the appearances,
I have a simple life now, and it truly feels like living,
And now I know the value of giving without receiving.
There is no theory, for the mysteries of the world,
Its all just an errand to make it all work,
I know that there is more to life than just a dope,
The greatest of them we call is ‘hope’.
That’s what made you make it through,
To survive all these years long,
Hoping we will find our ways to happiness,
For anything else, we had you all along.
You have served enough, and I know you will continue,
But now its time for us to give it to you,
Give you all the love and happiness,
Give you a tinge of colors and the hue.
You will be loved mother, in all the possible ways,
I will pull you out every time you are lost in a maze,
I will hold your hand and be by your side
Together we’ll cling glasses and say ‘cheers’ to life.
This content is accurate and true to the best of the author’s knowledge and is not meant to substitute for formal and individualized advice from a qualified professional.
© 2019 Niladri