The Silent Mother

2 Oct

That care in her touch!

Hold my hand, son

and walk

to the bus, we’ll walk

That trouble of letting go!

Off you go… careful

There you are

Are you comfortable

That smile in her face!

my son

my little darling son

won’t you always be little for me

The way she beams!

Tears brimming

of joy

hope pride delight



4 Responses to “The Silent Mother”

  1. sudharsan October 2, 2013 at 7:30 am #

    nice poem🙂

    • s1ngal October 2, 2013 at 1:47 pm #

      Thank you, Sudharsan!🙂

  2. MartyW47 October 2, 2013 at 12:41 pm #

    Great poem!🙂

    • s1ngal October 2, 2013 at 1:47 pm #

      Gee, thank you!!

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