The Mom in me cried beyond
Her courage of leaving behind
Her little child back home
To work onshores abroad
I had just two options
The options of success and failure
I had to choose the first one
For the future of my little one
I had just two options
Either to be home or away
Taking larger risks all along
To focus on the success I choose
For every good thing to happen
You have to let go somethings close
To your heart and thoughts
Had to think beyond her tears
I just had two options
To be practical or emotional
Being practical will bridge gaps
And build fortunes that she need
Being emotional will not take us anywhere
Tommorrow will still be the same yesterday
Pain, poverty, expectations and frustration
So had to choose the option being practical
I am not repeating history and making same mistakes
My mom and dad made when I was a child
But I am picking up the same path to goahead
For I know what it meant now being an adult
Connectedness is what I believe with my child
How far in distance and time it may be
We have things in heart and time to be connected
No matter what ever the challenges may be
I am sure I am making her a better child
Though at times she being in tears and wild
End of the journey she will emerge bold and brave
For she is part of me and will be so for ever to be
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem