My Seraph

An Angel , a blessing - "Mother"

From the womb that felt safe and sound,

To the arms of a nurse, I was passed around.

Sounds around me, faint mutters of delight,

Coos and kisses, some soft, few rasping.

With a stutter of eyelids, I attempted to look into the light,

A blurred haze, as I toiled to perceive the power of sight.

My first sound- a cry, a soft shriek from inside,

Gazes locked on me, while I looked back with my eyes wide.

But when passed on to her, I gaped, such elation enfolded,

Warmth in her eyes, with tender hums, she gently caressed.

To her, I was an angel from the sky, who had just taken birth,

And to me she was the angel for she brought me to earth.

 

Time galloped and soon I was a toddler,  

My hurdle rested forward, the intent to amble.

She helped me, trot by trot, holding my hand as I walked.

I slept peacefully every night when about angels she talked.

She unfailingly gazed with such affection, concern airing her tender face,

Her nurture so unembellished and with her, life is such a beautiful place.

 

Soon, came my first day at school and Yes, I cried.

Wailing and weeping, not letting her leave my side.

She ensured me; she would be there when I would step outside,

And she stood there, like she said, wearing a gleam of pride

Seeing her, I ran into her arms, eyes rolling off a tear.

She hugged me and in a flash, dissipated my fear.

When I blew my nose, when I caught a flu,

When I tripped down and when I needed looking to,

She aided me, and helped me set everything right.

She stayed up all night, concern endearing,

 

In no time, I grew up, from a kid to a teen

Ready to risk, to unravel the world unseen.

Moods turn in a rapid rush, the energy all in me

The desire to prove myself and the urge for the world to see

Though she warned me of bad things, I did not heed

Made mistakes, and she helped me when in need.

She battled life for me, taught me to be unrelenting

I admire her, for that poise never dwindling.

 

Years passed and turned me mature and wise.

Off I leave to college, to move on, to make my own choice

As I look back, memories in idyll,

Yesterday, I was striving to walk and today I begin to fly.

She made it all possible, I am strong, she said.

When I fell, she held me so my wings don’t shred

She made me ready, to fasten and to take off,

To soar high, to step up into the world, a big step

Believe me; I am scared, for what’s outside is unknown

But, with her by my side, I know I would not be alone.

As I walk away from my house, I bear a smile, curved wide

With the strength that I have gained and a tint of pride

Today, when asked about the bulwark behind the courage I manifest

With a beam, I say, my mother, she makes me feel blest.

 

 

 

Author's Note

Everyone has their own way of expressing. I did it in my way. What is your way to express your love to your mother?