Once again a hollow burrows in me,
Once again, she is packed and ready to fly.
Sometimes I see her speculating – Sometimes, it is me.
Only Questions… and perhaps, it is the same for her too.
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Yes. I do. I also know your silence and the closed door. Your mother is always waiting at this point – every time you walk through.........a mother is really the embodiment of love and sacrifice. A beautiful and intensive poem having well expressed and aptly penned. Thanks for sharing.....10
Beautifully written! I can relate. Thank you for sharing, Roop.
This is exactly we feel each time we send our children back to universities after a vacation or new places of work! I can feel the warmth of this mother- daughter relationship in every line! Let us hope that she will feel at home in her new environs! I too miss my children, especially the one who is still a student in a far away university for whom vacation is practically nil! A 10
Your concern for your child proves the status of a mother and a poetess You are indeed a good mother and poetess
You have always been supportive. You are such a great poet and to get any sort or encouragement or comments from poet like you is an honor. My humble thanks Nair.
“Can you make rotis’ for breakfast tomorrow? I’m not going to get them in Rome you know.” Great! Rest assured she is well-rooted. (10)
a good poem to be remembred