A short poem written about my son, when he was very young.

Though there are lots of debates about the timing of the intercourse to be really fruitful, nature holds the simplest answers for the same. Do it in dawn if species is day-birds, and dusk if they are night-prowlers. Choose yourself for humans…(Clue: We cannot see in night and night is not our element!)

A Mothering poem. The strength of a mother who becomes a provider in every aspect. A faithful believer in the good of life no matter what adversities are present. A mother is encouraging and strong, she continues to strive. She is a support system who has learned from her ancestors that despite it all there is a destiny and a greater good. Without pain there cannot be healing.

A short poem about children.

A mother’s work never ends and always think of her children’s future. It is celebrated in my Haikus.

What a child will learn.

A mother’s letter to her three young kids on the importance of mothering.

Listening to Dr. Clisby made me realize how far I had been…in terms of mothering.

My life since becoming a mother.