My Mother

I observe her (Everyday!) very minutely,

Absorbing every detail -

She seems so different,

So full of spirit, life and always optimistic,

I feel proud of her for she is my Mother,

She never gets up after she sits,

For she is always busy as a bee,

I observe her (Everyday!) very minutely,

Absorbing every detail -

I see her handling the home chores,

Without a complaint or frown,

I watch her from a distance,

Though short it is; I feel it long,

Why long? That is because -

I know it will be years and years(no matter how hard I try) before I become like her,

Because I know THAT it is a great achievement to be half as her,

I observe her (Everyday!) very minutely,

Absorbing every detail -

I admire her - youthful face,

So beautiful and so full of life and wit,

Her sweet smelling auburn hair,

With hints of grey - showing her wisdom,

Her soft perfect body as if carved from stone -

Giving out vibes of energy all day,

I am aquainted with every breath of hers!

From the time I came into this world,

And I try everyday to match mine with hers,

I observe her (Everyday!) very minutely,

Absorbing every detail,

And will do so till....

I can be her.

Written: 16/07/06