A Lonely Mother

Dear Daughter,

If I were the sunshine my golden rays would enfold you in my warmth,
And fill your dawn with joy and happiness.
If I were a flower, I would bloom in your garden,
And fill your every breath with my maternal love.
If I were a butterfly my wings would kiss your cheeks,
And sweeten them with the honey of my flowers.
If I were an oriental fragrance I would sit on your bosom,
And perfume your world with a burst of my aroma.
If I were a cloud I would seat you on my pristine chariot,
And travel across this mysterious world with all its delights.
If I were a brook I would gurgle by your cottage,
And wash away all woes and cool your youthful spirit.
If I were a nightingale, I would perch on the tall oak tree,
And there all night long would I let my melody flow into your dreams.
If I were a candle I would brighten your soul,
And lead you through the tunnels of darkness into the heavens of radiance.
If I were a star I would twinkle through the silken hues
And be a guide to your starry journey of life.
If I were a fairy, I would brandish my wand,
And softly would I carry you awhile into my utopian beatitude.

With love,
Your lonely mother

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Balveen Cheema

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Balveen Cheema has been teaching English for 25 years. It is at the ripe age of 60 that she started penning her thoughts into poetry. Being brought up and educated by her grandparents in a cosmopolitan environs of Pune and visiting her parents in rural Punjab during her vacations, she shuttled between the modern and rural backgrounds . A strong streak of romanticism with nature and rustic pleasures is evident in many of her poems. At present she is residing in Chandigarh and still enjoying her first love, poetry!
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That was so beautiful every single phrase describes the way you feel. Filled me with such warmth.


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