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Was it love?

I walked through the corridors of time 

And recollected tiny memories from the past 

Lay them on my lap as an album of lost love 

Turning the pages one by one I asked myself 

Is this love? 

 

When I was just a tiny toddler I was blessed with another sister 

She was even tiny than me, but I became an adult as per my mother 

I had to do my chores myself, I struggled to wear my own diaper or clean myself 

But I learnt seeing What mommy did to her little new born angel

It was mother's love. I liked it from far, for that was better 

 

Learning became easy as I watched what mommy did for my sister and brother 

It was mother's love when she cradled her sweet little Daughter 

It was a blessing For my elder brother to be elder still was treated as a new born child 

It was mother's love I was seeing all through my life that taught me so many wonderful things 

It was love of a mother.

 

I fell ill and didn't know how to tell anyone 

Daddy kissed my forehead and discovered 

Medicines were prescribed but I didn't take them on time, I was silly cos I was tiny 

But I learnt it through the mother's love as she nursed my other siblings when they fell ill

It's mother's love I saw and it was a beautiful thing 

 

My mother couldn't hold her tears when my sister was married 

She loved her so much, and I saw the mother's pain and love 

It's amazing to be a mother but it's more amazing to be a child with a mother 

They hugged and cried untill she as a bride left for her angelic ride 

It was mother's love I was seeing, it kept growing 

 

During my sister's labour pain my mother was anxiously troubled 

She kept running from one corner to another 

Untill she received the Babe as sweet as her own Daughter 

Love knew no bounds, it grew with leaps and bounds 

And I discovered doubled love of a mother 

 

My brother grew in love and pampering arms of my mother 

She was ready to slit the throat of her husband if he did anything to her lovely son

I saw and learnt how a mother loves and protects  her children and was learning new things everyday 

Love of a mother I saw even when this son thrashed and abused her one day, but she cried while trying to give him more love

It was always the mother's love that ran Supreme 

 

I learnt so many things about mother's love, seeing it since childhood 

How the mother pampers her own children as best as she could 

I'm thankful to God almighty to help me see this beautiful relation between child and mother 

And hope someday all the love within me craving to give and receive, I'll give it to some child deprived of love like me

It was mother's love I saw and will give it someday to some deserving child of God

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Sunshine

Mon 29th Aug 2022 12:16

So true Nigel. I've seen this bond always. A very beautiful bond to witness. But not all children are lucky and not all women are blessed.

Blessed differently.💖

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Nigel Astell

Mon 29th Aug 2022 01:00

There is no stronger bond
from a womb to life born
this stays forever between
a Mother and child.❤

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