The contents were never labeled on the box,
At times-Meek as a kitten & then sly as a fox.
Can hurt us by distant looks and cold shrugs,
Again then floods us with kisses & warm hugs.
Doesn’t listen at all, tests my miniscule patience,
Other times, a picture of obedience and penance.
Inane, absurd but again sensitive and sagacious,
That’s what makes our jewel so very precious.
Mostly pure, free-flowing love, as if from a faucet,
That’s what we perennially get from our little cosset.
Hope it doesn’t change, as his chrysalis, he breaks,
Each moment, my soul prays and my heart aches.
Power rangers, star war knights, Spiderman,
Are immediate members of his growing clan.
His latest and incessant passion is sports,
Hopes to be cheered by sundry and cohorts.
Times I doubt his ability, his skill, his perseverance,
Shame on me, I could’ve myself been up on clearance.
No studies today he says- come what may, rain or shine,
Next moment- Mom, isn’t eleven times nine ninety nine?
Leaves every scrap of paper scribbled and dirty,
Don’t mind it bcoz mom, he always draws pretty.
‘Pls don’t tell dad’, he tells me with a frown,
But ‘Oh I miss Dad’ soon as he is out of town.
Afraid of thunder, scared of the tiniest insect,
Unaware that one day frogs he has to dissect.
Voice starts to quiver and down come the dreaded ready tears,
Separation from home (college, hostel) is among his worst fears.
Every mom thinks her child is the one,
And I, for sure, claim to be no exception.
Every dad wants his child to do him proud,
And stand out shining in a teeming crowd.
The galaxy will forever flaunt its celestial glow,
But YOU son; will be the lone star of our show!!