Fond Remembrances

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My dearest mother I miss you so much
As a baby I yearned for your delicate touch
May you be happy wherever you are
I always feel your presence as such

I know your dwelling now is very far
At night I see it as a twinkling star
Overshadowed by the brightness of the moon
But unlike the moon there is no scar

As a child you fed me with the spoon
I outgrew that stage very soon
Your embrace was wrapped in love
Which gave me comfort and was a boon

Your bickering was like the song of a dove
Your threats were delivered with a kid glove
Like when you threatened to twitch my ear
I ran out of reach on to the terrace above

Memories linger on through the years
I felt secure in this world without any fears
Images of you I shall treasure always
Who would guide me and dry my tears?

In the morning during those happy days
As my bed was engulfed by the sun’s rays
I was woken with a gentle caress and a kiss
And told to be an early bird which always pays

Life was easy, carefree and full of bliss
There was ne’er a moment I would like to miss
I looked up at the birds and wished to fly
High in the sky and look down into the abyss

If only I was there for that last goodbye
I would have embraced you, without a sigh
Deep in my heart you will ever be near
My beautiful angel from the heavenly sky

Can you see our plight, my mother dear?
So far away, our wails you cannot hear
Life clings agonizingly to the body in a clutch
Violence and killings keep us in constant fear

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Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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July 31, 2016 at 3:32 PM
People do understand how difficult the Rubai is, you have done a magnificent job....
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