Happy Birthday….

Every year since the time my daughter was eight I have been writing a poem for her. 

As she was turning 14 this year, I thought she was too old for a poem from her mom. But around 10 days back, she asked me “ Mom. I hope you started writing my poem for my birthday.”

“Aren’t you too old? I asked her.

Of course, not, she said I do want a poem for my birthday this year too

And so I started penning now a poem and gave it to her today … of course with other gifts!!


You’re fourteen years today, a milestone so grand

You now speak in a language I hardly understand

Baffling words like lowkey, skibbidi and sigma

Your language for me is truly an enigma

Sometimes your room, it makes me pull my hair in despair

The clothes on the floor look at me and say “Clean up this room if you dare” 

Don’t know when those tiny hands always holding a book are now never seen without a phone 

So over the years, how did I change from mama to “mom” to “bro” 

Maybe that’s something I’ll never understand or know 

Dear XXX, as you embark on a new journey in High School

Which of course is so very cool

Remember that to choose from right or wrong is always a choice

And if you’re confused, just stay quiet and listen to that inner voice

The world awaits you with adventure untold

May you find joy worth your weight in gold  

So today as you make a wish and cut the cake

I wish you learn to tell between friends true and fake

May all your dreams come true my dear

Follow your dreams without any fear

Happy Birthday !!!


                          ………..Leena

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