That you are growing up,
That you are not just a girl any more,
That you need different newer type of clothes.
You are becoming a beautiful young woman,
You will see that she is more strict,
You must remain polite.
For she loves you inside,
For she was a girl too just like you,
For she knows today's times aren't safe enough.
She wants to keep your young womanhood safe,
She will impose more restrictions,
She will want your safety.
You would wonder that why I tell you this stuff,
You will realize as the time elapses,
You'll always be protected.
Today it's your life's test,
Today how well you treat your mom,
Today is paid-off tomorrow by the Fruit of Karma.
Jun 19, 2013
Jun 19, 2013 at 1:55 PM UTC
That you are growing up,
That you are not just a girl any more,
That you need different newer type of clothes.
You are becoming a beautiful young woman,
You will see that she is more strict,
You must remain polite.
For she loves you inside,
For she was a girl too just like you,
For she knows today's times aren't safe enough.
She wants to keep your young womanhood safe,
She will impose more restrictions,
She will want your safety.
You would wonder that why I tell you this stuff,
You will realize as the time elapses,
You'll always be protected.
Today it's your life's test,
Today how well you treat your mom,
Today is paid-off tomorrow by the Fruit of Karma.
Treat her well.
You will be happier.
She will be happier.
She will trust you.
Believe me.
My HP Poem #315
©Atul Kaushal
