My Mother
MY MOTHER
When my mother turns her side
Like the rising wake of a dandelion dew
I felt she sprout from the crystalline diamond
In the un molded part of the beauty gem
Only at times my ringing ear rings
She is beautiful
When i felt the hand of her care
Monitoring me against all carelessness
I thought she was the one that mothers the whole universe
Nay! She was only made to care, to think and shelter
I – her hatched egg
Many smiles i knew, her smile sends me forth into
A heavy bliss of open heaven
Her frowned lulled me to rest in isolation
Day by day, i sing the song
Softly in the time she love most.
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