Mom Is Unforgettable

Many times on my couch I lie In a vacant mind or pensive drift Wondering and pondering Why the thought of my mom Doesn’t go off my busy mind; Ever after she is no more Is it ‘cause of being a chip off the block, Physical bond, blood relation, Evolution - in womb, Umbilical connect, love, Care and grooming. In many instances stepmother Or a sibling, or a dad or others Have filled the void caused by dead mothers or adoption per se Is is because of gratitude or selfishness or emotion or admiration Is it food, clothing, shelter, love Security, protection and support Nothing withstanding. Very surprising that this love for mom exists till the *** end of one’s own life. Why and how? For sure I don’t have an answer. Mothers may know it best!