“I will take you with me “I held her hand <br />She was in tears as if I was going on alien land <br />“I won’t be alive dear son” she again broke down <br />I sat with her to console and then gone <br /> <br />After each vacation, she will be feeling aloofness <br />She will not reveal but may burst when see my face <br />I will also feel so much at the time of leaving place <br />She was so much kind and moving with sadness <br /> <br />“I do not feel lonely but as you are going away” <br />She will almost cry and I will slip away to make way <br />She will then breakdown but regain composure <br />I may be feeling so strong but how much, I was not sure <br /> <br />She used to say many times <br />“I am proud mother” she will smile <br />People are praising me for being your mother <br />I will gracefully touch her feet <br /> <br />Her last days were memorable <br />She breathed her last without any trouble <br />She was fully contended and happy <br />I cried but felt no sorry over her death<br /><br />hasmukh amathalal<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/over-her-death/
