To My Younger Son Poem by Valsa George

To My Younger Son

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My son, to us, you’re so very special
For reasons not just one or two!
But when you announced your arrival first
At an unexpected time and age-

Was it with joy or fear, still not so sure
That I first felt the faint stirrings of life
Sure, when you barged in more like a late night guest
You gifted us with a mixed pack

After eight months of anxious wait
When you showed up, a little earlier than due
With a clear shriek and a piercing cry
All our fears vanished, all anxiety fled

Like a cute little kitten with eyes shut
You slept peacefully day and night
Refusing to suck your mother’s breast
That again put your mom in severe stress

You never threw any tantrums wild
As all other babies usually do
Pleasantly gentle with a chuckling smile
You were a spring flower, come alive

You readily accepted the cast away stuff;
Broken toys and milk stained bib,
Faded clothes and the little crib,
Used recklessly by your naughty brother

You never gave us any stress or pain
Even in days of adolescent strain
You were ever gentle and ready to mingle
With eyes lit up with a delectable twinkle

You are endowed with a loving heart
When we are glum, you are by our side
Your compassion, care and abiding love
Are truly gifts, God has blessed you with

You know every nook and corner of the house
Where each little thing placed and kept
If something is amiss inside the house
You run with a click and get it in fluke

As you left for studies, miles away
The house looked empty like an abandoned nest
With no more songs in early dawn
Until once you return to give it a tilt

Time will fly and you’ll be grown
An adult, ready to soar into the world
But you are the reason that keeps us young
And give our tired legs an unusual spring

You lit our yesterdays, with hopes for tomorrow
And even after your hairline recedes
Even after you become man and Dad
You remain once and ever our *‘Vava’ dear!

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
* Vava is a term of endearment for a baby!
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Patricia Grantham 09 September 2013

This very fine tribute to your younger son is well put together. When your youngest son made his entrance into the world at an unexpected age and time I am sure it was also a trying event for you. But you dear Valsa just like the wonderful Poet that you are rose to the occasion. Your son would be most pleased to have such noble words addressed to him in the form of a poem. This one made my heart skip a beat. Enjoyed.

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Lyn Paul 10 September 2013

And give our tired legs an unusual spring - so well put. I believe you have given something truly special to be so fulfilled with your sons love. Great work

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David Wood 10 September 2013

'You lit our yesterdays, with hopes for tomorrow', wonderful words Valsa. A great poem.

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Aftab Alam Khursheed 10 September 2013

Nice story in the form of poem and depicted conceive to birth as one part, on earth, on lap the other part and finally brought him where life started and you rightly said you become man and Dad You remain once and ever our *‘Vava’ dear! so cycle is completed, there are beautiful lines and this You lit our yesterdays, with hopes for tomorrow very powerful not only here but its wisdom line thank you ma'am you gave us opportunity to read and think about such a lovely poem thank you

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Heather Wilkins 10 September 2013

this is so sweetly written about your son. nice story form.

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Kumarmani Mahakul 05 November 2019

Part - 2 You are endowed with a loving heart / When we are glum, you are by our side / Your compassion, care and abiding love / Are truly gifts, God has blessed you with. A mother always feels her son as a child. Even after the son becomes man and dad yet he remains ‘Vava’ dear' to parents. A marvelous poem is amazingly shared. Thank you a lot.

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Kumarmani Mahakul 05 November 2019

Part - 1 An insightful inscription of a son from birth to death has been so incisively delineated by you dear madam. Mother's endearment towards her son is invaluable and immeasurable. Son is ever dearest and affectionate to parents. When parents become glum, son takes care of them with compassion and love. Here it may be cited...

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Bri Edwards 29 June 2018

Valsa, after reviewing dozens of titles (by you) in MyPoemList, looking for a poem with a topic of love, my eyes rested on this title. i'm very glad they did (my hawk eyes, hee-hee) . i shall put this poem, read AND enjoyed again by me, into July 2018's showcase along with several other poems, most with a topic of love OR hate. Thanks. i THOUGHT i'd find one from you. bri :)

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Padmanabhan Ananth 21 January 2014

Excellent poem, Valsa. Such a sweet set of verses.

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Chandra Thiagarajan 22 September 2013

A very emotional and touching p oem written from the core of the heart, Valsa! Enjoyed!

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