A MOTHER REMEMBERS:
The little Prince Charming
peeped from behind the old pine tree,
and flashed a naughty smile at her,
( The tooth fairy had taken away the two front teeth!)
a tiny cleft on his delicate chin,
Her hero! with the loveliest eyes,
alive with so many hows and whys!
With a burst of energy he ran to her
where she sat knitting socks for him.
Oh no! he tripped and fell just then,
The gravel bruised his tender knees,
A dew drop clung to his eyes, raw with hurt,
And as for the mother’s heart?
Her heart missed a beat to see him fall,
she held him tight in a warm hug
and showered sweet nothings on him.
(O! a mother’s touch, so loving a touch!)
Then evening came and the night was near
(Evenings and nights- the story time!)
he tiptoed into the magic world
of the little red bird lost in rain,
of the runaway steam engine that huffed and puffed,
of a laughing ghost who cared not scared,
of the black faced monkey with a rope like tail,
of a little dappled fawn that hopped and skipped..
O! A funny world of funny tales!
Soon he slipped into a dreamless slumber,
And a tiny smile touched his angel face.
And his mother? She , too , smiled
and touched her heart,
and asked for God’s loving grace!