Your Smell

There is something about

Your smell Maa

Something about it

No, can't explain

Don't seem to understand it.

You smell bad quite often

It's the sweat and weight of responsibilities

You carry around

But I love your smell all the same,

It feels like home to me.

Relaxes me, soothes me,

Energizes my tired spirit,

And your touch lifts me up

Makes me smile again.

Don't know why I feel so Maa

Now that I'm all grown,

Still the little things you always do

Makes me come back home.

Your angry concern

Your repeated calls

Sometimes anger me

But when all alone in my hostel room

I sometimes cry and pray

I know we aren't immortals

But dear God if you're listening

I want my Maa to stay.