Impregnant
When you grew in me
Like a baby in the birthing
You grew like a flower
Like a rose
Like a blossom
Like a love
Like a being
You didn’t call me “maa”
Rather
You called me nothing
Yet
That nothing was everything to me.
With months passing by
You became me
We grew closer
And closer
I made you ever reign.
With you growing in me
Grew my being
I grew to be humble and kind
I grew to be benevolent and to shine
I grew to be thankful and pristine
I grew
And grew to be mine.
And one day
You parted from my body
From that organ you were attached to be
From that cell where you lived cancerously.
I bid you goodbye
With love and care
Promising myself to love life
With all its flair.
Today
The food on my plate is a gush of fresh breath
And my breath marked normal
Is a new life in a new making
The cloth I adhere on
Is a tight hug from heaven above
And a wake every morning
Is a reason to praise God.
*Maa is called mother in English.
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