sometimes i feel it is easier to report reality in poetry in all sophistication and angles
I think poetry has more tools t look deep inside the essence
here what you said could not be said this clearly by prose

Poetic, wonderful write for a son anxious to meet the world and mothers worry. Least that's how I see it

Meena, this is lovely! And it's sad knowing the mothers worry for her child. A life long worry we as parents have. To be able to give your baby wings to soar and wishing you could coat them in armour so they never get hurt.

Beautifully written Ms. Meena.

Beautiful!

beautiful. i feel this transcends the mother-son relationship and can apply to our solo self; i have especially been struggling with grounding myself lately and this poem captures the essence of this shift in elements of my life. a truly refreshing read. well done.

A very well done on this, Meena. Your formed poetry - and knowledge of - puts most of us on here to shame!

All the best as ever,

Ben

A wonderful write, the bird that leaves the nest never forgets the love and warmth of the nest and always longs to return.