Homecoming

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Photo by Thumbelina

Photo by Thumbelina

I still remember the potholes and broken trees I crossed
In the month of June, while my mother was away,
I still remember the lingering fragrances of her cologne
I still remember the last smile on her puckered face as she bid me good bye
And here in the distant land, amidst the lush green meadows
I, reminiscing my golden old days, of love warmth and ecstasy
My days of secured childhood, peacefully in my mothers? arms
The warmth of her bosom, my greatest treasure
I have had it all-sacrifice, confusion, happiness and sorrow,
This journey of sacrifice to success has never been easy
Unending treacheries, and evil lurked at every end
My mother said, “Victory kisses those who have the patience to wait!”
I waited, patiently and quietly, till one day she passed away,
I questioned Almighty the reason behind this pain?
Was it the gift of my patience?
And here in the distant land, amidst lush green meadows,
I, reminiscing my golden old days, of love warmth and ecstasy,
Am cherishing it all
The pain,the suffering, the treachery,
the falsity overcome by the victory of my success
I, reminiscing my golden old days, preparing for my homecoming.

ABOUT AUTHOR

Ankita Roy

Optimistic, determined, and dedicated to excellence.