Drops of salt stayed on Un-wiped on her hollow cheeks As if to bear down her overburdened life With the load of un-shed tears.
Her trembling hands, were weak from work Her palms felt heavy, as her kids held on Her chest was filled with love and warmth Her eyes kept winking, as if to keep away fear.
Her kids - her treasures, how could she preserve Her only refuge now was her mother's lap And that was where she headed now To mark an end to the troubled souls.
She bought them balloons, candy and ice-cream As they walked towards the welcoming beach She walked slowly, clinging tiny arms And soon the salty waters, were licking their feet.
Written on 19th Jan, 2003. Found this one hidden away in one of my old diaries, again. I did feel a little depressed after reading it though.