When you looked down on me
I looked up with hope
When I raced with the ants
I saw your toes go bye
With hands lifted, I called
To be released from the floor
With a hug, my cry stopped
To say, I love you Mom.
When life was a struggle
I looked up again
When rewards are few
I saw your help go bye
With a forty fast, I called
To be guided from the pains
With my head down I prayed
To say, I love you my Lord.
Jayram Daya
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/crawling-call/
