A friend lost her child
Only last night
Another brings home hers
in a while.
I cursed all Gods
As I tossed in bed
Unable to fathom
How a mother felt.
I thanked all Gods
When I was told
Though, unable to see
A new mom's dream.
For one I weep
To rest in peace
For the other I shed
Tears of joy.
Life comes a full circle
In it - 'Who are we?'
Daughters to mothers
Or a mother to a child.
Nature has its way
We hardly have any say.
Like fools, we rejoice
Like fools, we cry.
A terrible scarring wound falls upon few,
ReplyDeleteno words can fathom the pain of a parent
who has to hold a child in their empty hands
who has breathed their last.