My poem, ‘How a mother feels’ is posted on Destiny poets.
Don’t ask a mother how she feels When a child leaves home the first time Not for a sleepover or the weekend or a week's summer camp, or even an extended vacation But when a child leaves, I mean, like really leaves- to a land, far, far away from home Don't ask a mother how she feels Not then, not anytime soon For her emotions run high like a muddy river Flowing precariously close to the river's edge. Give her time, let her be So, the silt of separation settles Do read the rest of the poem here and let me know what you think. Background: I wrote this poem when my older one left to University, two months ago. It was only natural for people to ask me how I felt or tell me that I was going to miss her immensely and that I should find something to keep myself occupied. I did not bother explaining myself. I had been bracing myself for the day since sometime and when it came, I knew she was ready to leave. I know it might sound odd when I say this, but, the truth is thanks to Covid, we did get an extra year together as she did her course online. I feel grateful for the extra year with her. Copyright@smithavishwanathsblog.com. All Rights Reserved.