The Silly Teenager
When I was a teenager I always thought That hanging out with you was so not cool Sometimes I’d be embarrassed when you Came to school to meet my teachers I look back at those times and think How silly I was to have refuted The love of a mother, so caring Whose sacrifices can never be disputed Life has its own harsh way of teaching lessons I guess it was meant to be this way I am crying for your hugs now that you’re gone Amma, I will miss you till my dying days Daya Nair