"To Buy her Soul a Happy World."

Can hear the crackers bursting,
And somewhere,
She is also celebrating in the skies.
Like an empty money bag she was,
Lost usually,
Used to lose,
To buy her soul a happy world.

I can see the flowers blossoming,
And she smells the purple haze there;
Somewhere in the distant lands.
Life was full of thorns for her,
When she was alive;
Brutally painful,
Pricked always;
And pinned her for years.
But her righteousness was never sold,
And finally In the Garden of Eden she found her Gold;
To buy her soul a happy world.

She is slumbering in the graves now,
But her spirit still rekindles me.
Shielding me from all my worsts,
Protecting me against all the odds.
She still wraps me,
In her blanket of compassion,
Softly whispering and wiping my dried tears,
Singing an endless lullaby,
Rescuing me from all these;
Dark and creepy sleepless nights.
Ooh..! Mother, as u were when alive,
So you are,When not.
Forgive me, please,
If I ever cannot....
But never assume that i forgot,
To buy your soul a happy world.

Dtd: Jan 2nd' 2010