Mama, I love you

I don't know why I didn't publish this here before, guess I was just too lazy, now today I feel like writing and writing and writing. This is my second post of the day already. That's never happened to me before! So anyway, I wrote this poem some weeks back for a friend for a competition, that he was supposed to enter. And hah, lo behold, the day of the competition, I was pushed into going on stage and elocuting the poem and being the entry for the competition. The poem needs to be read keeping in mind that's its been written from the point of view of a child. It does have usage of childish language, but for me that adds to the charm of it. It's very dear to me. I do hope you feel the way I do about it, once you read it! :)

I see you.
Pretending to look for me in the bushes, when you can clearly see me from above.

I see you.
Smile happily ,every time I make a new drawing.

I see you.
Angry, because I broke your favourite teapot with the little yellow flowers.

I see you.
Fuss over me when I fall ill and complain oh-so-much.

I see you.
Smiling, ever so proudly when I come first in class- two times! :)

I see you.
Surprised,more nervous than me,watching me dress up for my first date.

I see you.
Crying, at my high school graduation.

I see you.
Standing by me, when I face my first heartbreak.

I see you.
Surrounded by people in white all the time.

I see you.
Lying on the bed, catheter attached to your body.

I see you.
Straining to breathe.

I see you.
Cough so much, it scares me.

I see you.
Being visited by strange people who call themselves my uncles and aunties.

I see you.
And I see people patting my head, giving me hugs and saying "it'll be alright" .

I see you.
And I see that green line, go up and down and up and down and up...and down...

I see you.
Smiling faintly, as they lower you into the earth.

I see you.
But I don't understand.

I see you in my dreams.
Mama, I love you.
But why don't I see you here anymore.