House of Pain

House of Pain

 

her first cry, his first wails

her first giggle, his first snicker

her first steps, his first stride

her first dada, his first mama.

she went to school and said goodbye

he went to school and hung on to my skirt

she won an award and asked for a prize

he got a medal and placed it on my neck.

she liked a boy in school

he fancied a girl in class

her heart breaks, she cries on my lap

his heart breaks, he hugs me.

she talks back when scolded

he says sorry when admonished

she graduates, works…

he moves on to more school years

her happiness, his glee

her problems, his concerns

everything is kept in a mother’s heart

no complaints, part of a mother’s journey

no detours, always straight home.

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