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Childhood At Seventy Five

“No... I am going to eat that piece of cake!” she screamed on top of her voice He knew that he had no choice. The person who used to threaten him about the horrors of tooth decay Had now herself became a child. But he was happy to see her that way She had worked her all her life till her hair got grey. She wanted him to have a good future, So she sacrificed everything without saying a word. Despite of this fact his entire childhood her silent wails he heard. He still remembered that day as if it was just yesterday He had got his first job and importance of savings he was taught. The person standing before him cribbing like a toddler Was the same person from whom he had learnt the most valuable life lessons! He decided to cut her some slack And just like that he was thrown into flash back Her life had been so hard With death of her husband and a one year old in her yard But giving up wasn’t an option for her Because she knew being an orphan how much you suffer She looked at her pretty little boy and promised him all the joy. Remembering that his heart was filled with gratitude And instantly that changed his attitude And giving up he said with a smile “But you will get only one.” Being agitated she said “Don’t you tell me what to do! I am your mom!” He simply sighed and smirked At last at age of seventy five His mother was reliving the childhood that was to her once deprived…

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Date: 8/22/2017 5:58:00 PM
a heartbreaking poem and I can relate to it so much as my mother is not as bright as she was mentally and it is so difficult to come to terms with the changes and realise they cant help the way they act and to love them still the same:-) hugs jan xx
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