There was a sudden need to wake up,
In deep slumber I was,
It was my daughter’s wedding,
And a beautiful bride she was!
More than the celebration of the joyous day,
I was worried about the future,
I knew she would in capable hands,
But the tension is always there.
A terrible numbness took over my left arm,
It had reached a dying fate,
No blood flew into it for a while,
And hence it was in such a state.
But since then, I am not able to get back to sleep,
What could be the reason for that?
I guess the arm was the last place to reach,
The spread of the numbness in my heart.
(A friend of mine says there is no need to be “blue” to be creative. I guess she is right.)
Yesterday I was thinking about the tension that my mom went through during my two elder sisters and my marriages. I can truly understand her fear and her feelings now.