#MothersDayPoem
The fragrance of my childhood,
Hides in the folds of your embrace,
Those toothless smiles of mine you adored,
How you handled all the worldly baggages of inferiority complex , aging and fear of everything so easily,
And when too you're much younger than dad,
The silent nights sometimes became a rollercoaster ride for you when i cried unknowingly but yours arms became my sweetest place to slumber and yet you make sure I sleep unafraid,
That's okay my little one you said each time i look at you worried And you kicked out the horror out of the window with a big laugh.
Lips still trembled but you giggled so that I...