Tissue Paper's Love

Christmas was not special, 

Normal pile of whatsApp wishes. 

Tired of sending replies to all. 

I was craving for something sweet

Mom came back after washing hands 

Safely. She smiled, she was beautiful 

Even though tired. There was white 

Tissue on table, hungry enough I opened it. 

A small thin piece of white forest. 

Which she had got during celebration. 

She used to save special things for me. 

And her love was folded in tissue paper. 

Most of us can relate this tissue papers

Of course the only one who can save

Special things for us even between big crowds.

They only need a tissue paper 

May be tissue papers love them.