I am becoming more like you Ma,
I fear less and feel more,
Sulk less and smile more,
Judge less and juggle more.
I am becoming more like you Ma,
I say yes more and less nah,
I am becoming more like you Ma,
I cook patiently to bring out the flavor,
And eat slowly to taste and savor,
Hear more and easily ask for favor.
I am becoming more like you Ma,
Trying to seek the good and let go of the bad,
I am learning not to stay for long mad,
Look for the best in all-lass and lad.
I am becoming more like you Ma,
I can enjoy my own company and space,
I do not need to follow anyone’s pace
Or attach happiness to any person or place.
I am becoming more like you Ma,
I am learning that life is richer with grace,
It does not have to be a perpetual race,
Peace and contentment can be found if I brace.
I am becoming more like you Ma,
I stop more to smell the roses,
See through pretentions and poses,
Understand that happiness and sadness come in regular doses.
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Shalini Kathuria Narang is a software professional and a freelance journalist. She has reported for national and international newspapers, magazines and news sites. Her poems have been published in several anthologies including Starry Nights: Poetry of Diaspora in Silicon Valley and Pixie Dust and All Things Magical. She is a monthly contributor to Masticadores USA and has been published on Spillwords Press. She is originally from New Delhi.
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