Time To Let Go
In your bossom warmth and safety dwells You brood over your young with a Lioness instinct Raising them in the fear of the Lord A pillar too strong for external forces to reckon with But in our strength, our weakness is revealed Our love ones we hurt the more when we over love You meant no harm, it's a motherly instinct to care But it's time to let go The young shall grow Into the wild they ought go, to find themselves and glow A battle non can fight for them No! Not even a mother's love So when the time is ripe Just let it go without much of a hype For fate has a clock for all things Hold on for too long and the path of the young is derailed. All experts were once amateurs The school of life, the best nurturing institution ever Its twist and turns, our experience to gain Trust the process Mama, for its time to let go! Poem dedicated to all our mothers!