This thing about my mother
I saw this woman, a floral print on her cotton dupatta
walking in and out of the maze of the herb garden
for a fleeting moment I thought she was my mother
with her passion for plants, pets and petrichor
its going to rain today, she would say
with her self taught meteorological expertise
she had never been wrong, she would say with ease
the woman came to me and asked with unease
Are you okay? Do you need something?
I wish I could tell her I see my mother in everything.
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