Mother of mine

Mother of Mine

We saw her watching quietly
beside our cradle blue,
comforting my twin and i
Amidst our daily harmonic wails
seeking nothing beyond
few precious seconds
of undivided playful attention
But then without a word
the glean of her soft black eyes
at her little Red Devils equally,
amidst their languid lyrical squeals
of playful delight
When suddenly,
in a flash
It seemed as if ,
A million rays of sparkling love
came rushing our way,
In an endless stream
of motherly might…
Until the quiet cane cradle
cradled us away
gently to our sleep ..

( strangely only one twin can be seen in this picture , the other hidden to the dominant outside world I suppose )

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