Dear mom, on this Valentine’s Day,
Perhaps you would have liked to take
Your friends and me to a ‘rose garden’
Instead of purchasing roses for us;
And perhaps instead of sending greeting cards
To distant friends and loved relatives
You would have liked to go to the hospital
And silently hug all those patients
Lying there in your cancer ward….
Yes, I could see all these thoughts
Fluttering upon your wet lashes,
And at the same time I could feel
Through your trembling fingers
The regret for your inability to do so…
O mom, dearest, please don’t be sad,
You yourself are the best V-Day gift
Me or this world ever had.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem