Yes, My child
Saturday,28th March 2020
Yes, my child
I find
ray of hope
and find no gap
I nurtured
with my milk and blood
day and night I looked after
and loved you so much dear
I dreamed high
and felt right
that one day
you shall help me all the way
it is not expected in return
for the service shown
but for the safe refuge
when i turn to an old age
don't turn your back
and show fake kindness
it shall ruin my sentiments
when it shall prove me wrong at that moment
you shall miss your childhood
and not find it even in neighborhood
it is for your good
if remember that my blood flows in your veins
Hasmukh Mehta
Very emotional write. We have no option but to depend on our children during old age. Loved reading it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A mother nurtures her child with deep love and affection. An amazing poem is very brilliantly penned.