Suddenly, silence covered me. I used to babble everyday, thinking aloud like a microphone on display. I used to be as cheery—glazing under the hot summer day!
What went wrong—should it be…changes came over to suffice the stillness I have with me. My mouth is shut and I can’t say no more. I can’t figure out what happen—I feel different…calm and strong.
My silence is the cover that protects me. Like a tranquil water under ranging skies.
Whatever made these changes…whatever it is…may it be called maturity or let us say…motherhood. Maybe, it can be.
Belated Happy Mother’s day.
As usual—delayed reaction.
What went wrong—should it be…changes came over to suffice the stillness I have with me. My mouth is shut and I can’t say no more. I can’t figure out what happen—I feel different…calm and strong.
My silence is the cover that protects me. Like a tranquil water under ranging skies.
Whatever made these changes…whatever it is…may it be called maturity or let us say…motherhood. Maybe, it can be.
Belated Happy Mother’s day.
As usual—delayed reaction.
