I'm always here for you.
For a long time I stared at this photo of my son and me, clicked a day after my Ted talk.
Then I just had to write this poem:
Then I just had to write this poem:
It seems like just yesterday
You hung on to every word I said,
Your world revolved around me
Your every need, I lovingly fed.
You show me the world through your eyes
Through you I learn such a whole lot.
Kindness, patience, tolerance
Are some of the things you unknowingly taught.
And then before my very eyes,
You change in ways I never know
You stop needing me like before
In so many ways you grow
I watch with pride laced with fear
This little one, not so little any more
A young man seeking his path,
Going out, carving out his own road.
I let go gently knowing
That the mistakes he makes will help him learn
But sometimes watching is so hard
To protect him forever, I deeply yearn
No matter how big you become
To me you’re always my sonny boy
God bless you, I cover you with prayers
May you have every happiness, every joy.
© 2012 Preeti Shenoy
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such lovely lines Preeti..
ReplyDeletejust beautiful... :) :)
Tea for two and peice of cake,Story of a mother trying to lead independant life after struggling with her marriage. Superb thoughts and Excellent way ot Writing.. Salute to mother.. Very Nice peom,Long live all the Mothers in the world :)
ReplyDeleteBeautiful pic and lovely lines Preeti :) Atul is blessed :)
ReplyDeleteLovely poem. Lovely picture. :)
ReplyDeletewonderful poem :)
ReplyDeleteLovely post...
ReplyDeleteFor every mother, her son is always a child no matter how old he grows. My son has just completed his Xth and I find he is growing and his voice is changing. But to me he is always the toddler who held my hands while going to nursery :)
Beautiful words!! :-)
ReplyDeletewow!! Tears in my eyes.. Beautiful lines and touchy..
ReplyDeleteBeautiful picture and very apt, profound and full-of-true-emotions poem. Loved it! :)
ReplyDeleteAww its a beautiful poem. Nice picture:)
ReplyDeleteLovely lines!! :)
ReplyDeletethis poem is more than Lovely......... God bless your family..............
ReplyDeleteBeautiful poem and profound emotions! :) I also feel that kids always need their parents somehow, whatever their age.
ReplyDeleteOf all your poems...this I liked the most! Loved the picture too.
ReplyDeleteOf all your poems...this I liked the most! Loved the picture too.
ReplyDeleteOf all your poems...this I liked the most! Loved the picture too.
ReplyDeleteSo moving - loved it :)!
ReplyDeleteYou weave words with magical grace,
ReplyDeleteReflections that touch the heart.
Everyday feelings each of us face,
Simple lines, yet beautifully thought.
Beautiful picture with lovely lines .. describing the bond between son and mother.
ReplyDeleteA picture speaks thousand words, that is really true. The bond that you share with your son reflects in the picture and what a perfect poem to go with it.
ReplyDeleteSoooooo much love really.
v TRUE, We need our parents ans so our children. It made me filled with tears, they grow up so soon and yes we have to allow them to make mistakes , else who will learn without making any?
ReplyDeleteAll we can do is cover them with prayers..Lovely poem.
I like your expression, Somehow it goes with mine..
Thanks for sharing a nice poem.
Oh! So beautiful! So very lovely lines you write :)
ReplyDeleteAnkita: Thank you!
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Santosh: Thank you :)
Oijuggle: Lovely little verse! Thanks!
Shachi: *hug* :)
Mini: Is it?! Thanks :) i like my darker ones though :)
ReplyDeleteAshna: I am forty and I still need my mom :) and I miss my dad also terribly.
Kajal: God Bless you and your loved ones too.
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BESTEST ONE!!!!
ReplyDeletewho clicked the pic??? its awesome.
When children are small they cling to you for everything...and slowly they become independent...they start doing things on their own..they fall..they choose...they make mistakes...and its a strange feeling...!!
You have described it so beautifully Preeti. LOved it:*
A big HUG...
Gayu
Very touching post...and yes a lovely pic!
ReplyDeleteLovely poem..liked it toooooooooooooo much..especially the last two stanza..
ReplyDeleteMom's sentiments are experienced universally, yet special, and unique for everyone... None can feel that these feelings are secondhand, yet they ARE secondhand though fresh...
ReplyDeleteLovely picture accompanied by lovely poem... well written!!!
ReplyDeletelovely post...
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