By Monisha Makhija
Another day has gone by,
just like so many past.
I live each one, full of life
Hoping it is not the last.
I am scared, confused
and defensive for sure.
These are lessons I learnt,
and then some more.
Life as I know it
Is changing a fast.
And I fear of being
Somehow stuck in the past.
The young have grown
And moved on.
For them too,
It is a new dawn.
I nurtured them
And cared for them.
For these little flowers
I was their stem.
It's time now eventually
For them to as well explore.
The fledglings are ready
To spread their wings and soar.
And yet, I am scared, confused
And defensive for sure
The world around is cruel,
Cold, dark and impure.
By Monisha Makhija
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