A mother’s elation

A mother’s elation 

She is standing guard outside,

When her child pens knowledge inside,

Hours pass under nature’s garden,

Sun beating down without pardon.

Then the time crawls to the finish line,

Kids tie the papers with twine,

The mother’s glance on the watch increases,

As time she will see her child decreases.

Then suddenly the students tumble to the gate,

To relax and rejuvenate,

Mother’s eyes searches her precious,

Trying to gauge the teen’s mood precarious.

Her eyes lit up like morning dawn,

As she sees her galloping fawn,

The child is delighted,

The mother is contented.

Her long wait bears fruits,

Her child has a merry tune to toot,

Both return to the nest elated,

Until next time when the process gets repeated.