Miss You Ma! Poem by Rimni chakravarty

It is cold, it is chill
Life was once of thrill
In these cold and somber days
When Ma would smile to keep the cold at bays
Life was indeed graceful
Days as also nights would appear beautiful
When Ma, Baba and me would enjoy our cozy raptures by the fire
To keep our bodies as also minds warm
We never felt should retire
But stood firm
To beat the cold
We were bold
With our badminton rackets me and Baba tussled
While Ma stood on the fence and giggled.

We were the three companions
Happy in our association
Felt we are the champions
Who accept life with ease be hot or cold
Together we three shone like the gold
The word gold makes me hold.

Both Ma and Baba are now nowhere around me
May be they are now here but I cannot see
Coz I can never feel nor touch them
They are in their heaven
I miss you both Baba and Ma
All times as this winter chill keep me reminding of you Ma
I Miss you Ma!