Precious You

Reshma Krishnan posted under PenMuse-61 Poetry on 2024-03-19



A proud father, you make me glow, Dear me I know; the love you show. Do I have to give you away? Your love for me will never sway, is all I know. A vigorous competition, You needed no invitation. To report mischief was your plan, Helping me whenever you can, but with caution. By my side promising, I do, Being there your entire life too. Giving me strength when I lose mine, For it is you dear why I shine, I say thank you. Called a Mother, you are my friend, You are sure there, where my needs end. Why care what the world thinks of me? I know you will be there to see, when milestones bend. Note- Each stanza is dedicated to the women by the men in their lives. The father, the brother, the husband and the son.