Breadcrumb #566

PADMINI KRISHNAN

I fear when I break my leg
that I would never be able
to take him to school again.
I fear when I cut my fingers
that I would never be able
to feed him again.
I shiver like an autumn leaf
in a decaying stem
when I think of death
taking me away from him.

A selfish daughter, a selfish sister,
a selfish employee and a selfish wife, 
I learn for the first time
what it means to really care for someone,
what it means to love and 
what it means to be a mother.

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