I always tell you that I am strong girl,
I say that I can live alone with none to help.
For this you don't reply,
All you do is just smile.
It is not that I don't like staying at home,
It is just that I want to live life on my own.
But now that I am forced to stay away,
I regret that very day!
Oh how I miss the love and care,
Though grown up, to you I am always a child.
When I am sad I always tell you,
But now I miss you gentle touch when I lay my head on your lap.
I miss you each day Ma,
Your early morning call makes my day.
And I miss you all the more today,
Now that I am sick and don't have you around to care!
Labels: Missing, Mom, Mother, Poem, Poems