Richa Srivastava
← Poetry

Stumbling

He toddles along in front of her eyes Hopping and jumping, as she watches with a smile Suddenly, his foot catches without any warning He spreads out his hand, as he is falling

As she watches him tottering and stumbling Her heart skips a beat… and then starts pounding She reaches out a hand… but stops herself mid way As he straightens up and moves along on the pathway

She let out a deep breath, as quietly as she could, Ah! the pain and the understanding that is motherhood Knowing she can't always protect her little son Only allow him to learn…learn with every fall and stumble