Son to a Mother

Shubh, this is another kindergarten stuff I wrote:


She can shout at me all the time
'coz she wants nobody else shouting at me ever
She will call me a kid and stupid and what not..
'coz she wants nobody else but me to be more clever

She does slap me when I don't listen
And I do listen after the slap
She can slap me all day long
But she won't let me off her lap

I learn to walk and I walk and I fall
And she walks along, when I fall she is leaning
I do all the crap I cannot bear myself
But somehow, in everything I do she finds a meaning

I know I will be the happiest on her lap
I know I am the luckiest and no other
I just want to be a Son to her
'Coz she has always been My Mother