Dad and I had lots of differences,
From the day I became a teenager,
He expected me to lead a life according to his thinking,
Most days we had heated arguments,
I ended up spending the night with friends.
Amidst one of our fights I saw tears swell in mum's gentle eyes,
She was sandwiched between father and son,
She loved us both equally.
To maintain peace I steered away from dad as much as possible,
Kept quiet when he had a point to make and listened,
But did not heed to all his ways.
At last we had peace,
Mum was happy,
I was glad my sacrifice had given mum space to breathe.
5/6/2021