dearest mom

dearest mom
I’ve yelled too much at you
it’s not good for you at all
I love you for your smiles
your laughter like sweet water
a babbling brook
I love you for the tears that find
your cheeks
eyes cornflower hue of blue
gentle in your face
I love that face
that face me in the day
I cherish the moments
that you are still okay
I haven’t heard silence
as much as
when you say goodnight
you know me as a mountain
my Mohammud
walking daylight sunning your pudim
holding it together by the hour
as the daughter comes marching in
and believe it or not
I wish you peace have a whole lot
I wish you better days restful nights
good appetites
the courage in you flies the flag
of hopes you’ve had a few
my demons make you restless
revive refresh renew!!!
and you are just as smooth as silk
when you are feeling free
I take away your freedom
in moments of despair
you may not like it
but be damned you are always there
my mother the scholar
experience has made you wise
and I am just a wise guy
who asks of you to try
too much too much
to have and to hold.