Two Ladies

 Two decades had gone by a year before today.
It was then on a fateful Friday morning that
I had come into this messy world,
Covered in blood and crying.

I knew not my life's purpose, knew nothing
but the one that held me in her arms.
I did feel like an angel held me then.
To protect my frail self from all the evil of the era.

Through sickness and through pain did she travel along.
Through all my discomfort, ever since the second month itself
Did she suffer my pain and all my trauma but in the end,
It was she that healed me, as I could grow older in her arms.

Many years passed and I started learning the ways of my race.
It was intense, it was difficult, and I always had questions to ask.
She was always there, subtly answering, always patient.
Helping me find my place, backing me up all the while.

She was with me through the good times and those that were bad.
She stuck by me and still does, until one other was to be handed the mantle.
For it was now time that she rest a little on a comfortable couch.
And have some time apart, so her mind may meander.
As someone else took over all the care and the love, but never to undermine.

And the one other did, with the enthusiasm of her youth.
As she started loving me without the bondage of blood.
And I have seen no other comparable to her loving eyes.
When I get to behold her gaze upon me, as I look serenely towards her beautiful face.

And I could not have been happier, knowing her for merely six months yet
Of my twenty one years of life gone by; the best months I've known.
For I wish to spend the rest of my life with her, and keep the stars in her eyes alive.
Hold her gently next to me and stroke her cheek, as our tranquil passion lives on.

These two women in my life have given me nothing but joy.
They have left freedom in my erstwhile heart blocked out
And given me meaning to continue, and a fresh breath to savour.
I love them both immensely, and grateful I shall remain,
To my dear mother, and my tender lover.