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nimal dunuhinga

Rookie - 105 Points (19, April,1951 / kalubovila East, Sri Lanka)

Poor Mom's prolific University


Mom came with a pile of books
Kept on the table and removed her shoes.
And said; ' Hello! Sonny still time to learn,
Jump into an University dear.'
'Mom! I am not a boy and already fifty eight.
How do they enroll me when the graveyard too refuses?
Also they have locked the gate for holidays.' I said angrily.
' I have the Master key if you get ready at anytime.' She said smilingly.
It's a dream I know but my poor Mom still holds that innocent hope
And I felt very sorry for her when I see other Moms on my way to work.

Submitted: Saturday, January 02, 2010

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  • Rookie Alison Cassidy (1/9/2010 5:59:00 PM)

    Your dream state remains as fertile as ever Nimal. In this one the reader notes how deeply your Mother still inspires your poetry. Perhaps too, you are voicing a special brand of education that is not dependent upon universities, but upon experience and access to the inner voice. Wonderful work. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Sandra Fowler (1/3/2010 6:46:00 AM)

    Moms always wish the best for their
    sons. But surely she must be proud
    of your poetic gift and your courage
    to face up to the challenges of life
    in a country foreign to you. Touching
    piece.

    Warmly,

    Sandra (Report) Reply

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