Originally posted by: deepak_dinesh
the goodbye
she remembered when she knew she first knew that he was in her
she thought about the days when in solitude she spent talking to him
she recollected the days when she felt his feet kicking inside her
smiling she had told everybody that it was her son not her daughter
the day when she first glimpsed his tiny form brought tears to her eyes
his first squeal,his first walk and his first word or more like an yelp
all those thoughts so fresh in her memory
but now seeing him wasting away day by day was more than she could bear
a life she had borne,carried and deliverd to this world
was now lying,suffering and she couldnt do anything to help him
very few moments was he awake and all he could muster was whimpers of pain
not three yet and few weeks to his birthday
it was a race which he would lose for death came knocking at the doors of his life
what could she do or what can anyone do
tears,fears and howls filled their room everyday
relations,friends came calling,wishing well and asking her to be brave
early morning she was alone in the bed next to him
when she heard him call mummy and rushed to his side
wiping his forehead she kissed him tenderly
and looking deep into his eyes she closed her eyes
and prayed my life for his but as usual
her prayers fell on deaf ears
wiping her tears she slowly looked up
and realised her son had gone forever
sobs turned to screams for the pain was unbearable
how does one measure or even attempt to
know the pain of a mother who has lost her sonan ode to all you beautiful mothers.lovesatish