The Affectionate Mother. Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

She was awaiting me as usual
To see my carry bag in morning
She knew well there is hope today
That I bought the fish from market
The fondness of my pet cat I feels
While I took a little fish from basket
Threw to the cat without a bargain
Or making it to fear of me
I am alone and no one to friendship
The boring life and days to pass
The little cat make me friendly
There the little the child of my cat
That mewed and mewed with its mother
The affectionate one gave the fish
The little one took it away
The happy feeling of the cat visible
The love to the near and dear
Parting the belongings to dear ones
The love and affection natural always.