The Bespectacled Mother

I am your garden #ThrowbackThursday 3

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For this week’s #ThrowbackThursday, I am sharing a short poem from Jan 2015. This poem is dedicated to the mother-son bond and the playful times.


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You saw my hair left open

You gave out a loud sigh

Mum, please tie up a ponytail

Then I wondered why

I tied them in a ponytail

Saw sparkle in your eyes

Instantly you asked for a hug

And came running by

I kept wondering why

All giggly giggly happy happy

You hung around my neck

And then I got it why

I was your garden

The ponytail the swing

Which you kept swinging by


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9 thoughts on “I am your garden #ThrowbackThursday 3

  1. So much love and emotion in these lines!

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  2. What a sweet poem that will help you remember that precious moment in time with your son.

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  3. Zainab on said:

    Such a beautiful poem. The kids can imagine and it’s a blessing !
    I feel that the smartphones are taking away the imagination bit by bit from us and kids!

    Any how lovely lines:)

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  4. Zainab on said:

    Those are some beautiful lines! The ponytail
    Is asking and I’m your garden! Touching!

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  5. What a sweet poem this is! Captures the mother son bond so well!

    Like

  6. Never knew you could write such lovely poems. What a sweet one, Anamika and that showing the bond between a mother and a son. ❤

    Like

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