Ode To My Phoenix

For days, for nights you moaned in pain. For weeks, for months you cried in vain. For days, for nights you wept in silence. For weeks, for months you anguished with prudence. For days, for nights I leeched on your strength. For weeks, for months I feasted on your health. For days, for nights I gripped my claws in your veins. For weeks, for months You held on and soon, reigned. On the night of that day you screamed. On the week of that month I wailed. At last, it was over. Finally, Im here on this earth. You were sober- but you said, it has all its worth. Fly, my mother! Soar high! Spread your wings! Enjoy the sky! Let us share this joy, this bliss, this mirth; for my birth is your rebirth!