Bgrewal
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I wrote this back in 02 but it being mothers day I thought Id post it anyways.
Mother
As the years went by
I watched the troubles of the world
Rain down on your face
And wash away your natural radiance
I witnessed you grow wiser
As old age swept over you like a fog
Every wrinkle holding a memory
And every grey hair holding a burden
In every crease of every wrinkle
Is tucked away a cherished moment
The times when you had been there for me
When I needed you the most
I look back and see
How many of those grey hairs were because of me
All the times you told me not to when I knew I shouldn’t
And I did as my will pleased anyways
Even though the fog grows thicker day by day
When I look at you the same glowing
Smile still shines through
Untouched by the troubles of the world.
by: Brinder Grewal
http://poetry.blogsite.org/
Mother
As the years went by
I watched the troubles of the world
Rain down on your face
And wash away your natural radiance
I witnessed you grow wiser
As old age swept over you like a fog
Every wrinkle holding a memory
And every grey hair holding a burden
In every crease of every wrinkle
Is tucked away a cherished moment
The times when you had been there for me
When I needed you the most
I look back and see
How many of those grey hairs were because of me
All the times you told me not to when I knew I shouldn’t
And I did as my will pleased anyways
Even though the fog grows thicker day by day
When I look at you the same glowing
Smile still shines through
Untouched by the troubles of the world.
by: Brinder Grewal
http://poetry.blogsite.org/
