#WritcoPoemPrompt102
Pen a poem about the ONE who gave way to fulfill your desire to write.
For me, my mother is both friend and guide,
The first teacher, with love by my side.
She shapes my heart with wisdom so true,
A bond unbroken, forever renewed.
The One who gave way, with love so pure,
To dreams of writing, to words that endure,
A voice that whispered, "Let your heart take flight,"
In the quiet of night, under soft moonlight.
Maa, Baba, with their nurturing grace,
In their embrace, I found my place,
They paved the path, with strength untold,
And in their eyes, stories unfold.
Dadu and Dida, with wisdom so deep,
Taught me to rise, even when I weep,
Their words were seeds that began to grow,
In the garden of stories, where dreams can flow.
I write today because they believed, ...