Acceptance On A Summon

Every minute I summoned to you Every minute I waited for you But only disappointment sickened me Till last minute nothing meant to me Now it is amazing being with you Swear by that moon you won't leave For your radiant presence of blue Need to change me not to grieve Come home or this be the home Let us live filially part and part Of a mother with a son lovesome Modelling a life where nothing'll interrupt I shall give you whatever Yashoda gave All the delicacies of milk, you crave Address me mom as you did to Yashoda Spend my days like you did with Yashoda 'Cry not' said the God-child Krishna Stayed back. My piety to little Krishna Turned meaningful; life got salvaged