This poem was written in 2001. I have never read it to Mum. Now I wish I had. I was always waiting for that appropriate moment – if only I knew when and what that appropriate moment was. Mum did not speak English but she could understand. I guess she would have understood the gist of this poem if I had taken the time to read it to her. Even if she did not, I could have translated it into Hokkien for her. I did not. And now I never can. Mum, if you are listening from up there, I dedicate this poem to you with all my love and gratitude.
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MOTHER
Gently rocked my cradle Coarse hands ever tender Tended me lovingly Austere and devoted A guiding light of hope There shall be no other |
Wow, that was amazing. so very sweet. i’m sorry that you never had a chance to recite it to your mom but i’m sure she knows how you feel.
I know if i was a mother, I would have died happy and satisfied knowing throughout my life I had a son who loved and appreciated me as much as you did with your mom. =)
I think you’re very sweet at heart and soul.
God Bless you.
Thank you, thank you, thank you for those very kind words. I am still coming to grips with losing my mother. It is because of her that I am still here today. She was always there for the me no matter how big or small the problem was. The saddest thing is that I could not do much for her when she needed help most. I hope she has found peace wherever she has gone to. I miss her a lot, still.
That’s very touching…it made me cry.
I happened to surf in by ur blog lately…i think u r an amazing person, and im not saying this because u r on a wheel chair, even if u were walking like many of us, i would still say that…
Cheers..
Sudheesh,
Thank you. It is refreshing to be told that people see me for who I truly am and not say nice things to me because I am on a wheelchair.