01 October 2011

Mum

The tiny laddu hidden
in my lunch box,
She was always careful
to wash my favourite socks,

Little trophies that i won
She wore it like a medal,
When i fell from my cycle
to hell she cursed the pedal,

Crying into this world
from the day that i was brought,
How to keep me happy
was her only thought,

And when the time came
for me to go away,
She had so much
that she wanted to say.

Every tone of mine
So clearly she understands,
So easily change my reaction
and understand my pranks,

When i cried that i got hurt
She put me to sleep with a hum,
you're as great as greatness can be
I love you, mum.