Dearer!

"Was that a boy or a girl?
Who did it resemble more?
Did it have those lovely curls
Of hair that I had long before?

Did it have long and slender,
And soft to the core fingers?
Or short and chubby and red
Fingers like him? I can't bet!

Whatever it was,
However it looked,
Its mine! Yes! Mine always!
Am sad yet that it didn't stay!"

Whether its now or fifty years later
To a mother, an unborn child
Will always be dear, as ever.
Her longing for it is never wild!

She might have other kids, yes!
Yet she will miss this one dear!
And feel guilty and shed tears
Till her whole time ends here!

 

Liked your response much buddy, especially the third line and the thoughtful addition on the fourth.

My opinion is the same as yours too on this regard. -rgs

 

Thanks Periamma, for your nice feedback. I see that you were so moved in writing that line in brackets. Its true, yes! -rgs

 

Thanks a lot Rajinitk4, for your appreciation and like. Recently spoke to a relative who lost her son thirty years back. As she spoke, she cried even then and listed the other that she lost before this one, way back, before birth. -rgs

 

I should apologize to you, Scorpio for this. I am truly sorry. I am just trying to pen a mother's feel, no matter how many years go ever since she lost one. I have my own family members who is still sad when we talk, even occasionally.

And I can never forget an old lady who is a distant relative, crying for her lost son almost 40 years ago, while visiting another ailing one.

One way to come over this is to accept and move on, hoping for the best and yes, the best will happen for sure!

We very much concern ourselves for
The birth and death of people with us.
Its not our fault that someone goes,
Lets not have that guilt and fuss!

We may feel sorry, but choose to move on!
For, our life is beyond all these things.
Bitter to accept, but the message is strong!
Go on! You'll soon see a silver lining!