For Ma...

Not so long ago..there was an
impish lad..
He had a very caring mother..
Of him,she thought the world,was
glad
To her he was unique,like no
other...
She raised him with a lot of pains..
And imbibed in him..the good
values,
She did this,not hoping for gains..
Because,no one else could fit into
her shoes..
Then out of nowhere,Destiny
dealt its silent yet ruthless hand..
On a seemingly uneventful day..
Striking so swiftly before the lad
could even understand..
Before the fledgling could come to
terms and say..
What remained behind was an
utter wreck of a boy...
Of a lot of joys he was devoid..
He thought of the whole thing as
a ploy..
But within what was left was just
a deep void...
Years have passed and the lad has
grown..
For whom you had so lovingly
tilled..
He's no dead meat he's shown..
He wont rest until all your dreams
are fulfilled...
He remembers you in all his little
hands he gambles..
Knowing well he's always in your
gaze..
When you're there he wont end
up in shambles..
And will find his way..in this
myriad worldly maze....
-Ares..