Daughter, Mother's Teacher For The First Time.

I wonder

How days pass, 

Reminding us of the saying, 

Life's a circle. 

All those struggles, 

My mother faced, 

To raise me up,

And teaching us the way of life. 

Holding my tiny fingers, 

And making me write. 

And today, I hold her fingers, 

And move the cursor, 

And teach her how to use a computer. 

A teacher for many, 

Yet, she's afraid of technology. 

Her first online class, 

Her voice was weak, 

And I sit next to her, 

Help her with the technology. 

My presence makes her,

Mind calm and holds a feeling, 

The feeling I felt on her face, 

Like the first day, I left for my school. 

She's a child now, 

Seeking help from someone, 

I sit there and comfort her,

My presence makes her feel stable. 

What about your work today, 

She asked me. 

I put leave to help you. 

I replied. 

Oh! I wasted your day, 

She said panicking. 

No Ma, today I'm doing my duty, 

The duty of being a daughter, 

Things paid in return!