A Daughter Is A Mother Reborn

My broken buttons sought no repair
To keep my wife’s absence alive
Until my lassie learnt to care
For a pilgrim learning to survive!

“You’re the mirror of my mother”
Was my expression most profound
She cherished in my conjecture
A son more than a father found!

You are the bread to my hunger
Since you lost maa and I lost wife
You’ve cradled me thru disaster
Which I refuse to call a ‘life’!

You are farmer of faith and fear
Of a nightingale bleeding by a thorn
Suckling me solace tear by tear
A Daughter Is A Mother Reborn!

© 2023 Vikas Chandra

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