Tag: #mother

• Published: A wake-up call

  

  I’m happy to share my poem, ‘A wake-up call’ has been published by MasticadoreUSA. A shout-out to Barbara, the editor of the e-zine, for accepting the poem. “A wake-up call” by Smitha Vishwanath Publicado por MEELOSMOMel19 FEBRERO, 2023 I The day before the surgery The morning I went for a check-up I had no idea they’d…

  Smitha V

  February 20, 2023

  Experiences, Mum’s World, Poetry

  #children, #diary, #experience, #hospital, #inspiration, #life, #live, #love, #mother, #poetry, #published, #purpose, #strength, #surgery, #wakeupcall

• Poem: How a mother feels

  

  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…

  Smitha V

  March 25, 2022

  Poetry

  #child leaving, #goodbye, #life, #mother, #parenting, #poem, #separation, #Teenage

• I miss you so bad

  

  I thought I was done missing you You had to go everybody has to someday. I’ve been telling myself and it’s been okay I feel you closer than before those days you looked at me as if I were the traffic during rush hour or a distant voice a memory I thought I was done…

  Smitha V

  March 23, 2022

  Poetry

  #healing, #losingaparent, #missingmom, #missingyou, #mother, #pain, #poem, #soaring, #writingprompt

• Quote 8/20 : You’re no Wonder Woman and it’s O.K.

  Note: If you’re a man and you’re reading this quote you’re probably doing one of two things- a) agreeing with it or b) disagreeing with it. If you agree with it, then I have nothing to say except maybe you can make life easier for the woman in your life – mother, wife, daughter, cousin,…

  Smitha V

  May 28, 2020

  Quotes

  #coronatimes, #ladies, #life, #lockdowndiaries, #mother, #mothers, #parents, #quote, #selfcare, #takeabreak, #truth, #women

• All else, a blur

  

  Wrapped in a fleece blanket I saw you, In the nurse’s arms So little A frown between your baby brows Were you really mine? A tadpole, hair standing up Big, black eyes blinking Locked with mine Smiled And made me theirs Forever The world around faded Was, just you Just me And that one moment…

  Smitha V

  June 25, 2019

  Experiences, Poetry

  #ageing, #alzheimers, #baby, #child, #failingmemory, #Fallinginlove, #firstsmile, #life, #love, #memory, #mother, #remember, #smile, #truth, Experiences, My diary, Poetry