Mom On My Desktop Poem by Arti Chopra

every time Im feeling blue,
lonely and sad,
sitting so far away
in this stange and new land,
I look at your photo,
on my desk top,
and I am at peace
at once calm and glad,
I see the love
in those eyes,
the calm acceptance of your fate,
the kaleidoscoe of life
mirrored on your still beautiful face, ,
and I think of the love you have always given,
unasked, in plenty,
we basked in the glory of it,
and now that I am here all alone,
I wonder when will I lay my head on your lap again,
when will I see the beloved face,
the body, frail and withered now,
with the burdens of life, s long journey,
which you bore uncomplainingly,
and feel the cradle your arms again,
I pray that time flies swiftly on wings,
and we are together again soon.
I remember the courage
with which you bade me goodbye
the advice which is seared in my brain,
spoken with a mothers love,
which I recall again and again,
but till then I have your image on my desktop
which greets me day and night,
and till the months take flight,
I take up the pen to write,
these few lines.....
which speak of the love, I have for you
mom, I dont know how to express
nor my feelings, can I suppress
they pour out on this page
and speak of my love for you,
and till the time,
that we can be together again,
let my thoughts not be in vain,
let my pen speak valiantly
and convey my heartfelt emotion
for the caring and the devotion,
you lavished on us all through,
and till then i draw solace
from your lined and beautiful face
from your image on my desktop
till we are together again
me and you........