She is all vitamins and minerals and milk.
this and that and instructions.
My mother is no girl.
I have been gifted a raincoat.
something that will keep me from getting wet.
But i was never pleased to know.
only during the rainy season
but did love the snow.
And then she gives me an umbrella.
a simple vow.

She is a loving mother
and a happy child she has kept me.
To light a lamp of love.
She taught me to pray
Be simple and at wait
like in a museum of modern art
many voices heard out loud
but nothing to buy.
A love like a glass of water
half filled and depicting life
Tasted by a child,
and endless emotions
those days were a great find.

And she had fifty shades of grey
something like rocket science
to my dismay.
a cup of tea transceding age
to whispers and demands.
ready for the world
in different colors.
And how i understood the indifference
Rich embroidery and the works
To my creator and lion hearted
who knew my silent steps.
The things,a bait.

At home i was a dumb soldier.
blood and red orange too.
because she was the heaven above
devoted to me she was.
I never realised her identity.
Her beauty was...