The mother in me
goes beyond any fee
see through with glasses
my sons’ trespasses
magnified they are to me alone
though very insignificant in tone
I went behind them all the way
allowed them not to jump into any fray
being my activity when they were young and raw
now each one being far away from my claws
live a life of integrity with an inner strength in all
more so of my discipline in the formative age in all
never think that I sing my praise aloud though
I revel with satisfaction and smile with a glow.
Meenas Poems 