May 10, 2020
(Mother's Day)
Mom, I Love You
I didn't choose you, but almighty gifted me a magic genie and that was you.
From the day I was knit in your womb
You have pulled me together and cared for me.
9 months in your womb
Forever in your heart
With endless prayers you have protected me for better.
You have played with me, washed me, fed me and kissed me.
You have held my sweaty hands
And washed my smelly feet
With the same smile everytime.
You taught me to read and write
You put me through best education
You corrected me, punished me and moulded me.
After all that you were the one who wiped those tears with me.
You cooked countless meals without hesitation.
You bore all my tantrums and teenage doubts without any frustration
You faced my naughtiness in younger days
And the bluntness of my teenage years
You spied on me at times
And peeped for hours through the tiny window waiting for me to return home.
You taught me to cook and clean
You taught me how to smile even when everything around was sometimes just pain.
Despite your own sicknesses and hardships you stood by my side.
When I left the comfort of our home to be a bride
You cried
You looked in my eyes and said you missed me.
I never knew then what you meant and I simply sighed.
In my new home though everything was well and fair.
There was a void no one could fill.
For the first time I realised how difficult it was to live without you.
I realized cooking was not as easy as shown in cookery show
Washing vessels was indeed tiring.
I missed every bit of you.
And then I realised what you meant when you said you would miss me
I missed your warmth and touch
I missed those scoldings and shoutings
I missed the last piece of cake you always left for me
I missed the best piece of chicken that you always hid for me.
Staying far away from you made me realise wat you had always meant to me.
Selfless, sacrificing and ever loving
That's always been you.
There can be none like you.
I know one day I shall stand were you stood.
Holding a tiny beautiful little babe in my hand.
My heart in my hand
And then I shall be all that you are.
Thank you for being you
Remember this piece of your heart loves you
No matter far or near.
This daughter of yours Mom, always will love you.
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