Motherhood
My toddler was excited for his annual day
I dropped him backstage, he wanted me to stay
The stage was all set, with effects and light
The sound was energetic, the LED was bright
His class entered and they all looked alike
I was at a distance, trying to take a strike
Tiny little bundles of joy wanting to do their best
Spotting the child on stage was a tough test
Then I saw a boy, turning the way he turns
He shouted Mumma, he took a quick spurn
I immediately recognized the apple of my eye
He rehearsed naughtily and was feeling shy
In such big an auditorium seated in the balcony
I had no confusion, about where was my honey bunny
That’s when I wondered how I took such less time
After all it is motherhood warm and sublime….
