The mother and her son
Sat together that morn
On a cot made of rope and wood
That was his cradle old and good.
Then he saw that her eyes otherwise right
Were now wet with tears new and bright
For reasons strange to him
She let out her grief up to her brim.
She was burning inside with flames tall
And she was dejected more than usual after a fall
The son fixed his eyes dear and keen
On her face now a sea of ripples seen.
She had her past memories now bee lining
In her mind that had none of streamlining
Her man was now gone for five years
And she was often thrown into gloom and tears.
The son now raised his head and spoke to her in a tone sweet,
'Mother, you are now the second most beautiful woman on earth'.
His mother beheld him with curios eyes and a heart in beat
Quizzing who could her rival be in the world or the hearth.
Her son now kissed on her cheek still wet but less
And his glow in the eyes spread to hers too nevertheless
She held him close to her bosom and then he spake thus
'Mother, you are the most beautiful when you smile like this'.
The mother and her son
Sat together for an hour and saw the sun soar
On a sky that had streaks of dark clouds now beaten
They both saw the might of a life not much laden.
She had her smile pervading for the rest of the day
Her man had once told her that she had a face like the rose
And she looked at her son and saw him sleep and lay
On the cot that was his father`s long before the close.
The relation of a mother and a son has been beautifully expressed in this poem. What else does a mother need in the absence of her man, other than comfort and solace she finds in her children! a v nice write Sir
A mother is blessed with a son who can take care of her in his father's absence. Lovely poem Dinesh.
Her son is her life now and he adores her the most. The eternal bond is nicely brought out in the poem. Thank you.
Beautiful poem. Loved the wits of son that made mom smile all day.
... after reading few of the lines i never thought it would go like this... i was puzzled when the son said that she was the second most btfl women.... like her mother i too was thinking who would that be... the next paragrph was the most btfl part of the poem.. liked the answer.. the son gave.... Good imagination... and a beautiful poem
thanks, this work is good. The diction is very good. It flows very fine. I love this work, seriously! !
Emotional bond that may and should exist between mother and son very well brought out in this lovely write. Enjoyed reading it.
The relation of a mother and son is very well expressed. Her son keeps her memories fresh...Lovely poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Though he has now become a memory, her man lives through her son and the mother for a time experiences his presence as the son speaks the same language, the same words uttered by him about her smiling face. This makes her forget her momentary gloom and the dull gray sky of theirs is lit in bright shades! In the absence of her man, a woman finds delght in the company of her children, especially the son who steps into his father' s shoe! Enjoyed! !