As I hug you a little tighter
Before I put you to bed,my son,
I think of a mother who cries herself to sleep.
Patting lovingly an empty bed.
In her tattered sleep,
she smiles as she sees her young son
making demands for his favourite food,
And she attends to him,second to none.
As I am about to doze off,
as you gently snore off to sleep,
She wakes up with a start ,
to find herself again alone and starts to weep.
I hug you tighter again even though you mumble in protest in sleep,
She has lost her son ,nothing left but memories and pain to embrace.
Life is precious and it is unpredictable,
She learnt the hard way and I learnt from her,
As with tears ,Life passes by.
*Dedicated to my class 10 student,who passed away few days back.