A mother's wish

Let your journey be one of a kind, my dear.

Sweet paper kite, soar high
to the periphery of the sun's halo,
you ain't one to dip and die
like paper boats of that little fellow
who folded them with fingers benign,
sweep with wind, sometimes, even low,
to roam and relish the spring sky,
and learn, in life, when to slow,
when to leap with winds and try,
flair in the sky with your colours mellow
and blend in, despite the contrasts pry,
for this mighty sky is yours to flow,
after all those tears and cuts, you thrived.

Author's Note

This is totally a perspective of what I have seen and felt from mothers, it feels like a figment of all their hopes and wishes they keep for their child. I appreciate you stopping by and reading it.

PS:- The picture I found kinda very adorable for the image of a mother hehe.

Reviews

[AYVID N]

A perfect lesson in perseverance and courage every mother gives their child, at some point in life.
I loved the way the poem flows with its rhyme, on a hopeful and positive note. The imagery of the kite is lovely, as it soars and dips, yet maintains its entity in the sky, which seems mighty here and full of challenges.

"after all those tears and cuts, you thrived."
~ So telling of life's hurts and disappointments, and yet with much encouragement to offer.

The chosen artwork of the kitties is adorable.
A beautiful write, dear Muskaan. So well enjoyed!

[Poetic_Vixen]

It is always amazing to hear from you, this poem embarked upon a mother's heart and her wish for her child to stand out and live on their own terms happily till the ends of time and I'm happy you received the essence of it, with its perseverance and courage.

So very grateful for your sweet words Divya, sending you warmest of hugs and joy for the weekend! ❤️

[Thomas W Case]

Beautiful and tender picture you paint here.

[Poetic_Vixen]

Appreciate it!

[Marie]

This poem encapsulates the joy, hope, dreams which a mother has for her child/children. The symbolism in the poem is superb. I love how the mother compares her child's kite with the paper boat of another child, favouring the kite and in reality her child. In a mother's eyes her own child cannot be compared with another as her child is the better one. The ups and downs of childhood, the cuts and tears endured, but the child learns to cope and to thrive in the process. The mother tries to instill a sense of knowing in the child, though it is inbuilt, to know when the time is right to soar high in the winds of life and when to dip and dive when they blow against one. Amazing write, dear P.V. I love how you use depiction throughout the poem and how the poem is expressed. The title invited me in to read and I truly love your sublime write and enjoyed reading it so very much. Thank you for sharing, dear poetess...

[Poetic_Vixen]

And I have truly felt a swell of joy in my heart with your detailed review of my poem, it feels like an accomplishment for me to see every bit of them covered in your review and I'm happy to know it's reflected just as I was intending, I'm so grateful for this beautiful review and looking through my poem with this depth, sending you love dear poetic soul ❤️

[Marie]

MOST welcome always, dear P.V.