My hands were busy through the day,
I didn't have much time to play
The little games you asked me to
I didn't have much time for you.
I'd wash your clothes;I'd sew and cook
But when you'd bring your picture book
And ask me please,to share your fun,
I'd say,"A little later,son."
I'd tuck you in all safe at night,
And hear your prayers,turn out the light,
Then tiptoe softly to the door,
I wish I'd stayed a minute more.
For life is short,and years rush past,
A little boy grows up so fast,
No longer is he at your side,
His precious secrets to confide.
The picture books are put away,
There are no children's games to play,
No goodnight kiss,no prayers to hear,
That all belongs to yesteryear.
My hands once busy,now lie still,
The days are long and hard to fill,
I wish I might go back and do,
The little things you asked me to.
By Alice E.Chase.
I just love this poem.Coming as it does from an unknown mother in a far-away land;it still resonates strongly with me.
ReplyDeleteOh! Touching.
ReplyDeleteVery soon I will be staring at my jobless hands!
It is hard to adjust to an empty nest,no doubt Indrani.
DeleteNice one. Reminded me of this poem I had written long back.
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I can't wait to get to that poem Karthik.
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so true....when the kids are growing, we hardly find time for anything....occupied all the time and the little things fall behind
ReplyDeleteYes,it happens with most of us i think.
Deleteso true and touching Indu ji
ReplyDeleteI guess this is KAHANI HAR GHAR KI ALL OVER THE WORLD
Yes Rajni,it seems so.
DeleteLove n hugs.
Very nice and touching. Everyone grows and moves away one day or other. Life moves on.
ReplyDeleteWelcome aboard Abhijit-thanks for coming over.I am glad you like this poem-yes it is very touching.
DeleteA beaautiful poetry, Induji! It is so true that we are always in a rush to miss on the good things of life!
ReplyDeleteYes Rahul we all can connect to it.
DeleteVery emotional.I am really touched
ReplyDeleteYes,she has written it straight from the heart
Deletethat is such a touching poem with perfect flow and words! Thanks a lot for sharing this :)
ReplyDeleteI am happy i could resonate with you Ankita :)
DeleteWonderful poem Indu jee. I am working and my wife is a great home maker. We have a little baby in the cradle right now at home and I keep telling my wife to get time away from the normal, washing, keeping utensils properly, keeping clothes in a proper manner, etc etc so many of the tasks at home and to spend that time in a qualitative manner with our little bundle of joy. This poem by a distant mother is so apt.
ReplyDeleteAnd am not saying only she, I also need to do better from that perspective, so as not to think later, I wish....
I loved it. Thanks!!!
So very understanding of you Saggy.It is good that you are aware of this necessity while your little one is so tiny.You both will make wonderful parents.My best wishes for him.
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ReplyDeleteDear Indu,
ReplyDeleteThis is so very good.
I am an aspiring blogger @ http://starlitoctave.wordpress.com/ . And I do write some poems, I would be realy grateful to you if you can give me some tips to me, to write better like you.
Thank you
Sam
Hi Sampad.Welcome here.I am no poet,but sometimes when my emotions surge,a few lines come slipping out.To me,a poem should be such, the reader can understand it,and of course if it rhymes,all the better.This is only my personal choice.
DeleteThank you for this lovely appreciation.