Take me into the arms of my loving mother
Take me into the arms of my loving mother Take me into the arms of my loving mother, for even before I complete the phrase, she is there- standing miles away, carrying me in her, as though I have been etched into her mind before time. Take me into her arms, for that’s where I first learnt to see the world from. Every step and every action has an origin; she gave the meanings for those origins, through which I have built upon, learnt to adapt, and learnt to view the world. Even when she is miles away from what I think or what I do, she comes to my side and learns to stay. For if time had been kind to her, she would have had the time to figure out and pursue what she truly yearns for. And since it wasn’t in her favour, she pursues the idea of passion vicariously through her dear child. My dreams became our dreams. She sends me off with eyes that lit up the sky as she ties a ribbon in my hair. Every obstacle big or small is dealt with before I even know. For when everything, includi...
