I Will Never Forget
The browning leaves of the old calendar heap fly,
wafting away slow the depleting sands of my time,
as I cross at creeping pace the spaced milestones,
pegged at the frail points of my obscure birthday.
My mother always celebrated that special day,
offering the family and friends a variety of sweets,
she loved to make herself in her own unique way,
the hearty treat I have not forgotten even today.
After she left for her new abode on a summer night,
years rolled, my birthday party stopped permanently,
but that singular day came in cycles, went unnoticed,
nobody bothered to remember and seemed to care.
A time came soon when I also got used to forgetting
the day when a layer of year piled on stack of my age.
So, I was delightfully surprised when once I received
by mail a package, I was expecting in the least to arrive.
For me it was a present of birthday cake, I much liked,
sent by my elder daughter who lived overseas far.
She let me feel the lost touch of my mother return
on that special birthday of mine, I will never forget.
May 12, 2020
Contest : I Will Never Forget
Sponsor : Silent One
Copyright © Subimal Sinha-Roy | Year Posted 2020
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