My life, my mother

My life encircles around you

Hardly had I known your value

Takes just a minute to name

Haven’t noticed that you felt the same

From morning till evening

You work hard toiling the field to earn a living

The first breath I took with you

Gags it may be but I felt it true

“Mother, where are my socks?” shouts my brother

Then rummages through the drawers, my mother.

You gave me one when you have none

You lied saying you are fine when you are all alone

How cruel of me, I haven’t noticed those tears

To us you have all your ears

I am busy growing up

Forgot that you are old, can barely hold your drinking cup

I am sorry for keeping you up all night

Still remember you holding me tight

As if I am going to leave

But god! I did heave

Thank you “MUMMY”

Live longer than you can; only for your dummy.