Thursday, March 15, 2012

Poem # 7 Tribute to my MIL(Padma)


What do I write about someone I have never met,
Who everyone talks about, as being perfect;
An epitome of patience, understanding and love,
Courage and values that know no bound.

Whenever I came to you with a worry,
Mother, you helped me, manage the world’s fury;
It’s sad that we never got a chance to bond,
I think we’d have been great friends all-along.

Wish this age old adage was mistaken,
Soon it is that the good people are taken;
Your absence from our lives, proves the above words right,
Blessed are we, those who still have you in sight.

Be with us through our hits and misses,
Be our strength through all life’s disses;
We love you and need you by our side,
Never let solitude, creep in our stride.

I miss having you in our lives as a guide,
Each of our successes, adding to your pride;
I want to thank you with all my heart,
No matter where you are, hope we are never truly apart.

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