Letter From My Mom.

My mother wrote to me.
About who I am and...
What I need to be.
After the years gone by...
I recieve all that is..
The long and short of it.
What I turned out.And
What she wanted me to be.
How good I am
And what is bad in me.
In the words
That remain unwritten
Are countless dreams
Tears and ecstacy.
My mistakes oft repeated
She points out.
What I never learnt
That she had tried to teach.
That she is happy...
Just as she is sad about me.
All to the point
Conveyin what it should
And nothing more.
It is just as she
Just as always I have known.
I get the hint aloud
But something confuses
I read more into it
But find there is none.
That is how she always is.
Expressing the needful
To her only child ,her daughter.
She must have thought
Long and hard.
That is why I see
Short is the message in it.
It condensed in brief..
All the arguements present n past.
It explained simply
What was complicated in me.
Holding my hand in ease..
When I first started walking away.
Finally I read...
Of the immaculate ideals.
Of the what n how...
A person should be.
Glad I am ..that today...
My mother wrote to me.

My mother is my strength... she is the rock of gibraltar for me.... she is my love.... she is my inspiration.Thank you mom.