By-Sarron Mohapatra
We realize when it’s late
In our life to enjoy a Date!
It was not long back when you were in my arm,
How could I shout at you when I am still smitten with your charm.
I don’t want to shed a tear of regret and watch my feather fly away.
I promise, I will take eyes off my watch and rather watch you grow everyday.
When I was complaining on that sleepless night,
Little did I know that so soon, you would make it right.
When I was sobbing about that cluster feed,
I wish I knew, so swiftly you will get past that need.
Ah, How I miss those blissful smiles, when everyone was asleep
With every pain we see, we are blessed with a joy, we miss.
When I am mad at others, I will rather ensure they have a piece of my mind,
Than be tired listening to you and not be kind.
I was ecstatic when you did utter a new word,
Now you sing coherent stories, I would be so mean if I didn’t stop by and laud.
Those days of meltdowns, I know I need to be more patient.
When you are hungry or sleepy, I know I should relent.
Trust me, it’s tough as an adult because I have been smothered to control my emotion,
I am sorry, I couldn’t see though those innocent eyes which was unable to hold back the explosion.
I try to teach you with all my might,
Instead your actions teach me what is right
I might tell you how to be kind and share
But you show me what it means to love and care.
It’s difficult to raise a child,
Nowhere it’s drafted what is right.
I don’t want to be the one to realize too late,
That I already missed the date!
We both need each other,
So why not Strive together.
I am sure with each year,
we will get wiser and do much better!
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This poem has been published in the book 'The Last Flower Of Spring'. Buy the paperback copy on Amazon: https://tinyurl.com/y9sydnxn