On the fourteenth day of A-To-Z blogging challenge, M is for 'mother'. It's a poem. it's a remembrance of the Presence of Godliness in my life.
MOTHER’S DAY comes everyday
Every day of my life is a gift of my mother.
I remember myself sharing my every problem with her
And she’d hide from me every difficulty she faced
How she would heal my deep wounds by her warm soft blow
How could I forget that in my illness she sat beside my bed, awakened throughout the whole nights?
And I remember how I forgot to notice her tears while I was indulge in the will-o-wisp of my ambitions.
I remember when I had blamed the world, she said,
“Don’t shed tears outwards my child,
Rather let them soak inside the heart to make it warm and mild”
I remember since I was born
Every day of my life is a Mother’s Day
For I haven’t yet learnt to live without her love.