The precious child

by vava   Mar 5, 2015


I was adopted from an orphanage
I never knew until I was twenty years of age
It was a shocking news
When my mother said it in shrill voice
It pierced into my flesh and shocked my brain
Protruded my eyes and made me insane

I could see fear in my mother
Completely out of the blue experience ever
Her struggle to be within my sight
Separated us like strangers
Like a bridge separating day and night
Across it stars hung like question marks

And then she regained her courage
And spoke...
The truth was revealed
Breathless silence all around
Stars which hung faded away
All answers given away

Before even asking she said,
" O my dear child! I am sorry
That I've kept it a secret
All these years intentionally
Fearing that I might lose you
The fact of not being your mother
Might be painful and unbearable for you
For now you have become matured
The truth may get captured"

Waiting for my reply anxiously
She stood with eyes shut tightly
To her surprise I said,
" O my beloved mom!
You don't have to be sorry
I wasn't formed in your womb
But in your heart where love dwells eternally
At birth God had plans about me
When i was left on the streets so lonely
And when I was taken to the orphanage
God knew that you would come there
To set my life voyage

You longed to become a mother
You couldn't fight fate
And you had to surrender
To go through several miscarriages
To end up in lifeless womb
As a woman, is a tragic experience

But you rose up against fate
You never allowed hope to shatter
When you held me close to your heart
I knew the warmth of a mother's love
You called me an angel
When your unborn babies reside in heaven
A mother waits for ten months to see her baby
But to wait for ten years to become a mother
And to give birth to me in your heart
Makes me the most precious child
I am the luckiest child in this world
For I have you as my mother
In you I see the real love of a mother."

Knowing that I needed a hug
She stretched her arms open
Felt like a baby just given birth
When I laid on her shoulder
From her eyes rolled down tears
Like a drizzling music on my cheeks
As i looked through the window
I saw the stars blinking at me
I wonder if they are my unborn siblings smiling at me.

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