Waiting Mom  – I 

That quintessential bundle of energy and love
Can be seen waiting eagerly with a creased brow

Dinner ready and dad ensconced in favorite armchair
Mom wants her missing offspring safely back in her lair

Diligently she scans the streets standing in the doorway
Her silhouette creating moving shadows at the end of day

She quizzes the neighbors and the known people returning home
Beaming face and welcoming smile waning not as her eyes roam

Mother hen’s moving neck is like a wide encompassing camera’s lens
Eager vision sweeping scanning homebound throngs for her chickens

Suddenly air resounds with pitter-patter of bunch of skipping feet
She beholds her missing children returning home tired n play replete

Her face breaks into a welcoming smile and her arms open wide
Brow  smoothens, smile lighting up like rising sun’s waltzing glide

The waiting mom with her brood safely home has a spring in her feet
Lovingly feeding n singing lullabies she tucks them under cozy sheets 

She can now finally feed herself and finish remaining nightly rituals
Waiting is labor of love n she repeats it daily with good humored chuckles


I have many memories of waking up to eat breakfast that my mother carefully
 prepared for us and her saying, what do y’all want for lunch, and as we’re eating
 lunch, what do y’all want for dinner? It’s always about the next meal
-.Lisa Loeb American, Musician

When you are a mother, you are never really alone in your  thoughts.
 A mother always has to think twice, once for herself and once for her child.
-Sophia Loren, Italian, Actress

When I was a kid, my mother told me that if you could not be a good loser,
 then there’s no way you could be a good winner.Halle Berry American, Actress

 Waiting  – II

The matriarch rests her tired body in her favorite armchair
Her bearing is regal and aged body still erect in the old knitwear
Her face shows lines of experience and many worry tracks
Faded eyes top a toothless smile dribbling on lips that are cracked

Her limbs were brittle and fragile due to penance and numerous fasts
All her life she’s pleaded with the Maker due to many fortune forecasts
With judicious love n care she has nurtured her children and grandchildren
She now rests on her laurels as they’ve become successful forces to reckon

Her place in her family is one of deference and great respect
She had earned this right with her hard work and being circumspect
Her savvy instincts make her sought after, giving her a feeling of pride
She patiently waits at final threshold of life with balance time to abide

Her memory is still quite sharp n there are lots of things she can tackle
Sounds of hymns and folklore fill the house which she narrates with a cackle
Her zest for life along with finicky taste buds and perkiness are still intact
She is dearly loved by all as they silently grieve knowing she pines to depart

The old granny has handed over family reins and all her duties are done
Over time she has said farewells to kith n kin and her beloved two sons
Like the tired sun after a day of hard work goes to rest over the horizon
She is waiting to reconnect with her mate who has preceded her n gone on


The way I see it, I can either cross the street, or I can keep waiting for another
 few years of green lights to go by. – Camryn Manheim American, Actress
Time always seems long to the child who is waiting – for Christmas, for next summer,
 for becoming a grownup: long also when he surrenders his whole soul to each moment
 of a happy day. – Dag Hammarskjold Swedish, Diplomat

Her face betokened all things dear and good, The light of somewhat yet to come was
 there Asleep, and waiting for the opening day, When childish thoughts, like flowers
 would drift away.- Jean Ingelow English, Poet

We must be willing to get rid of the life we’ve planned, so as to have the life that is
 waiting for us. The old skin has to be shed before the new one can come.
-Joseph Campbell American, Author


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