Another Morrow

By Monisha Makhija

Another day has gone by, 

just like so many past.

I live each one, full of life

Hoping it is not the last.

I am scared, confused

 and defensive for sure.

These are lessons I learnt,

 and then some more.

Life as I know it

Is changing a fast.

And I fear of being

Somehow stuck in the past.

The young have grown

And moved on.

For them too,

It is a new dawn.

I nurtured them

And cared for them.

For these little flowers

I was their stem.

It's time now eventually

For them to as well explore.

The fledglings are ready

To spread their wings and soar.

And yet, I am scared, confused

And defensive for sure

The world around is cruel,

Cold, dark and impure.

By Monisha Makhija