Mum's Hero

Mum, you bought me shoes, socks and a football kit, 'You were willing me to see me as your ‘hero’. Fifteen years have passed away, I still have your gift that you bought for me on Christmas. Your son is a really hero, have you seen me, I am top scorer as you can read in the local newspaper, When I kissed my first trophy, my tears poured out, My friends thought that I am crying in happiness. Mum, have you remembered me? As I know, I always missed your shadow, I go to the pond every week, Where you fed the birds and spent hours with them. You never come to learn, How your son spent days, weeks and years. Perhaps you don’t know, dad also left me, When you went out, he ran after you. I saw his picture in a newspaper, When I grew up a little, I heard from my carer, Your dad died in an accident, Have you come to attend his funeral? I learnt when he left church nobody was behind him, Only service that he received has been delivered, I went often to kiss his stone, as I found him, Few days ago it was a fathers day. When I join my mate’s birthdays, I saw their parents curdling them with gifts. They dance and laugh, enjoy food and drink, I feel loneliness and lost myself in puffs of smoke. Always I got drunk but never forgot that incident, When you tried to stop dad, not to drink more, He pushed and slapped you strongly, I saw blood touching your feet. You don’t know, I also ran after you, Door slammed shut, road was icy and frozen, I hit a stone and fell conscious on the street, When I found myself, I was in a hospital bed. Mum, is your face looking the same as before? How will I recognise you if I met you suddenly? I am sure mum. You will recognise me, At last I am your son as same as I am Dad’s.