Sunday, October 4, 2020

A baby girl

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. 


1 comment:

  1. A terrible scarring wound falls upon few,
    no words can fathom the pain of a parent
    who has to hold a child in their empty hands
    who has breathed their last.

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