Death Of Great Aunt Poem by RAVIKIRAN ARAKKAL

She was the one who
Brought me up to ten,
When my mom was on a job,
Far away, atwo thousand kms,
She fed me, gave me milk, ,
Taught me to read and write,
Made my special dishes,
Looked at the street,
For me to come back,
Each time I wrote to her,
Waitnig for a glimpse of me,
Lived a good eight three
Years of love, compassion
Like that of a good mother,
All of a sudden, she expired
With tears of sadness
Of missing me on the deathbed,
She was the other name
For motherhood
Which we cannot explain.

Ravikiran Arakkal