She called me then,
To say she wants to see me.
I kept mum, and didn't go.
I gave excuses that I were busy,
And she heard me holding her pain.

She called me again,
To visit her soon,
She was in tears, and was desperate,
I said I'll see her, once the time is right,
And she hung up, as hopeless as before.

She called me yesterday,
Her voice was weak,
She wanted to see me, but I didn't go,
I said I'll be there in a few days,
She silently agreed to me.

Today I'm going to meet her,
She, my mom, lay there still.
Her eyes are closed and calm,
She never complained anymore,
All she did was welcome me with her dead silence.