karan

As I sit besides you son
I hear from your sweet mouth, a song..
Wish I could sing along
but you do it so beautifully and so in tune
that I silently croon
within my mind
I see a picture emerge
a young man with a guitar hung
softly strum the strings and hum…
Tender words. Into the sky of the night
so immersed is he
so involved..
That he fails to hear the applaud
of every being that heard his song..
Yes that’s way you are today
and I wish and pray
that may music be with you always,
To offer peace and solace.

Your thoughts you had revealed today to me my son
made me feel like a great mom..
This bit of sharing
that bit of explaining
a serious note somewhere
and laughter that would tear
our mouths apart..

Your tender smile,

 That did take a little while
to turn into an introspective look.
Your reaching out
to push that lock of stray hair
behind my ears
caught me unawares..

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As you slept by my side, my little one
I just couldn’t stop gazing at your asleep face
as my eyes traversed over atlas of your being
my hands too did touch those places..
Your unruly hair that you style once too often...
your eyes closed now, with those long lashes slightly fluttering
your nose, small and smug…
And your lips like lotus buds…
Lips that always have a smile playing upon  them..
Your ears, so like mine.

Naani did say once to me…
Never do look so often too closely into your child's face
and with so much adoration too..
Now when I think back
of when I was a child
I distinctly remember waking up once…
To her smiling face and her arms around me...

a peaceful ex-pression her face did wear

and her eyes were thinking

yet there was a twinkle gleaming in there