Missing my Mother on her Birthday

As I get on in years and win over my fears,

I know she groomed me, into being me.

She was my influencer, my guardian angel,

who inspired me, into being me.

She gave of herself, to all her dears,

she toiled, to instil her all, into all of hers.

A stitch here and a snip there,

a no here, and a yes there.

Fine were her tools, to chisel her brood,

For all things good, she always stood.

Thankful to her, for values instilled,

For the love of God and fear of sin.

I strive to pass on the legacy,

of a nod here and a nay there.

A smile here and a frown there,

The value of discipline, beyond compare.

Love untethered, can do much harm,

Mixed with discipline, it works like a charm.

Humans not demons, may we churn out,

Assets to the Earth, without a doubt.

• Priya S Tandon