The mother in you, I note
keeps a distance from the float
slowly moves away with a quote
“Distance makes the heart grow fonder.”
The mother in you, I presume
watches the son through his resume
likes not to enter his room
as it is time for him to bloom.
The mother in you, I think
wishes to free from the ties in a wink
makes the dominance so far present to shrink
fades into the oblivion without a blink.
The mother in you attempts to teach
the ways you adopted are not a mere preach
they should be followed as examples by each
would certainly have a great reach.
Meenas Poems 