The Winter Fire

There lives a single mother in a slum,

Living alone, working hard for her only son.

Even after working so hard,

There wasn't enough money,

To have a proper meal sometime.

Somedays she would sleep empty stomach,

While someday she wouldn't even sleep.

Working all day and night,

Wanted to make her son's future bright.

In hot summer days, when people sweat from the heat,

She sweats from the work of hard laborship.

During cold, when she doesn't have a house,

And the streets are cold, with no blankets to be worn,

She asks her son, have you seen magic?

When the son is excited to see the magic in the cold shiverings,

She gathers some pieces of wood from around and burns it to fire.

The son smiles and says, what magic!

She smiles and says, my son, this is life's tragic.