by Pranitha Devi Wickins
(Pietermaritzburg; kwazulu Natal, South Africa)
My Mom, my Mentor
'Sniff sniff' Mmmmmmmm What is that I seem to smell 'sniff sniff' Mmmmmmmm I think I know it very well
It seems to settle my somewhat frayed nerves I'm suddenly taken back many, many years My fists unclench, my jaws relax Please don't let me hurry back!
I see a home where I grew up A place of security and routine "hiccup" I see mom cleaning, because it's that time And dad question me before handing out a dime
Everything was in it's rightful place as mom cleaned with poise and grace there was never disappointment with the smells you got at any specific time, mom was on the dot
From ammonia smells at eight To a scrumptious lunch at twelve I cannot remember her late With our meals or polishing shelves
...Meals had routine everyday of the week And we each had a special day as a treat We never found it boring or ever got mad Everyone was content including good ol Dad
The security of my mom's daily routine Kept me trusting and calm, a relatively happy teen while I got on with my life of childish things mom continued to cook and clean and sing
'Sniff sniff' Mmmmmmmm
The smell is now faaading... It's time to come back to a life that is waiting A life so different from the one that I had of responsibility, a career, stress, how sad
Yet I look at my boys and I watch them play as I wrestle with decisions of which bills to pay and I wonder what they would one day see when something mundane reminds them of me.
Another amazing poem. Your mum is so proud of you Nish. Thanks to your moving words, I will always give thanks for my mum and remember how truly blessed I am to have her. You are an inspiration to us all. xxx Alicia
Nov 22, 2010
The Good ol days by: Ashley Bhika
Amazing how these words can bring so many good memories flooding back. Great Work. :-). A
Nov 22, 2010
Smells and daily routine by: Fion
Hi Pranitha, thanks so much for sharing this beautiful, nostalgic poem about your mother and how her daily routine gave a sense of comfort and security to your young life. I like how you associated the various smells with the various activities that your mother performed and how she adored all of you by assigning each of you a special day for treat.
Nov 22, 2010
You will forever live in our hearts, Mom by:
Yes, I remember too. Thanks, sis for helping us keep those precious memories so vivid. I love you, Mom. R.