Mom, You Were

M Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
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Mom, you were Sunday,24th Oct 2021 Mom, you were always right whether I remained wrong or right there was no fight at all all depended on your being well I held your finger whenever I went over to cross the road there I had no fear in mind one morning I found you not with me everything is running with weeping tears I sensed hidden fear some tears dropped I found myself alone the cover was gone I looked at her silent face telling me as if I have a critical phase The sky loomed large with dark clouds it sounded danger for a motherless child to find something in a hollow world I asked stars why did you take away mom and taken far what was such a necessity? was there no one to be preferred by an almighty? Mom was an angle and hoped it was the case with other people too Now I realized how was she loved by all and how it grave to witness a fall! Dr Hasmukh Mehta D.Litt, Folt World poet laureate Copy right Hasmukh A Mehta

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