My ardent desire to have you by my side When I became a mother myself Unable to bear my pain You folded hands in prayer With eyes open wide in fear My pain vanished for that moment I asked if you wanted to go home Yes! your eyes pleaded.
Ever since that day I have been trying to emulate you To spend sleepless nights Near my kids bed To swallow my pride For their better tomorrow To place their opulence Before my needs.
Why is it Mom that I am always falling short of you?
