Maternal Memoirs

How did you leave me my dear mom When I am not able to open my eyes in the wee hours As a tender child or a bud not blown to blossoming tacts You made a departure that suited your fame Now I am alone and aloof waiting for your fresh smiles When a mother tends her children to the school Fondling sweetly their heads with affection Tears roll down into deep wells and streaming rivers Making my heart wait for an ocean of sympathy from you When a mother kisses her child with joy and delight While he/she returns home safely with smiling stakes My lips some how go dry as if a drought of despair ruled the heart Who can dare to wet them my dear mom when you are absent once for all from the earth No doubt father tried all ways always to shower concern and care Yet his hands can’t replace your tender ones’ kindness I dream about you and feel high to submit my progress charts Both academically and administratively in all my acts and deeds