Mother of Seven Children <br /> <br />She, <br />Mother of Seven Children, <br />For them, Created heaven <br />once she created shelter <br />Now her dreams shattered <br />She is selfless for serving little souls <br /> <br />Now she is shared by seven, <br /> <br />Like time changed seasons <br />She changed homes <br /> <br /> <br />She stayed <br />Some times at Big son's home, <br />Some times at Last son's home, <br />Some times at middle son's home <br />but not to meddle with their affairs! <br />In-laws became outlaws <br /> <br />She lost her husband, <br />With whom the pleasure abound, <br />Old age became cage <br />She occasionally slips to his memory <br />fails to bear daily dreary! <br /> <br />She still feels they are children in her nap <br />fails to understand generation gap <br /> <br />She is the mute witness <br />to the sons’ ingratitude, <br />Succumbed to cruel fate! <br /> <br /> <br />They think mother is burden, <br />looks calendar to push her to rotation! <br /> <br />She is the Mother <br />Still feels little souls in her nap! <br /> <br />She never speaks ill of her children, <br />mother of strong will, <br />believes in love! <br /> <br />She thanks god <br />for not keeping her in old age-home <br /> <br />Mother forgives <br />though son not forbears <br /> <br />She is waiting for her day, <br />Time-wheel is going on.....<br /><br />Mula Veereswara Rao<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/mother-146/
