often swelled with pride did i
patting myself for being a mother perfect
crediting myself for all their highs
until....
sighted I a mother with a special child
anticipating his wishes fulfilling them
strengthening him to catch up with the rest
providing a firewall around him
shielding him from the onslaughts of the world
sharing a special bond with her child
more close to her loved one
than I to mine
ratnaprabha raykar
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-special-mother-for-a-special-child/
