Oldage is the second phase of childhood.Many often forget this because they fail to think about the feelings of those old people! What do these people feel-
when their children, whom they nurtured, hurt them with words and deeds later; when they are being looked upon as a burden by their own kids! This modern people feels ashamed to look after them, and they finally dropp their old parents in oldage homes...Thats the worst of all pains! ! ! And here I am jotting down the feelings of a Mother, who feels sad about herself, seeing her son, about her old age! And here it is...
To my little prince....With love, Mom!
Time is here,
I'm moving on-
towards the light,
the path to glory!
My child!
I know,
You're sad,
seeing my fate!
Years and
years before,
when,
you were a kid,
you held my hands
and
walked with me
through this corridor!
And now
Its hard-
to lift me
and
make me walk!
My child!
I know,
You're sad,
seeing my fate!
When
you were a kid,
you went on
telling something
again
and again
till you got it!
And now
when I do it.
my child,
I'm scared of-
everyone's laughter!
I'm sad-
to hear it!
When
you were a kid,
I loved
to be with you-
round the clock-
to see your smile!
And now-
I know
its hard for you-
to look after me
all the time!
Once,
when you were a kid
you woke up,
in your sleep,
shivering,
seeing a monster,
in your nightmare;
I hugged you
till you-
got back to
slumber!
I know-
I'm dirty now!
I smell old too
because,
I'm so!
When
you were a kid,
you came to me,
with all the filthy mud-
I just smiled at you!
'You were naughty! '
And now-
I'm sorry!
My child!
I'm old.
Your Mom is old!
I don't
want to die
because
I want to see you
live hapily
forever!
I want to be with
my grandson!
But
I'm old!
And
I can't bear
if you give me
a vague look!
I feel sorry dear!
But,
I love you so much,
my child!
You are still,
my little prince!
Love, Mom!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is a very touching poem that tugs and rips at the heart. God bless you for being able to think in others' shoes