Manna

Posted: March 31, 2011 in Baby

Tiny and tottering you walk unto me,
One faltering step after another..
Your hands outstretched,
Your lips pouting,
Smiles and tears your only defence
(ah, those weapons that work to perfection!)

Go on, give me that illusion-
Of total power;
Don’t I know better –
Who has me wrapped
round that little finger?

“God, do You even exist?”
I had bellowed in times of trial
“Need I say more?”, He shot back smiling,
Sparkling in your kind eyes

I am your mother they say-
Nay, you are the reason I was born
Why else did I survive every wound
How else did I sustain every ordeal, pray?

How has this life gone by? I wonder
Without you beside for so long..
How will this life go on? I shudder
Once you fly away to your nest
Taking my heart along..

But that is in another life
I tell myself
Let me live just a bit now-
Let me jealously guard
Your first turn, your first crawl,
Those first steps, even that ghastly bawl..

Let me freeze
This moment forever
Your tiny arms
Wrapped around my neck
Kiss those sweet lips
That utter “mmaaaaa”
Do the merry-go-round
With you squealing in delight

Let me live
Like there is no tomorrow
Just like I pretend –
there was no yesterday
when you weren’t here
Let me never wake up
from this dream –
Cuddling my manna
to bosom for eternity..

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