My mum, Supermom

We’re at the shops
and Tim runs off of to the escalator
and Mum shouts to him:
“You stop there!”
And Tim freezes
like ice got hold of him
And Mum pulls out
the flap over the pram
and helps baby Didi
with the milk bottle
and I scream to Mum:
“Let me go;
I want to go to Tim!”
But she pulls hard at the rein
and I can feel it tighten
round my waist
a little
And I scream
“Mum! I want to go!”
And she says:
“Jill -
be quiet and still
as my shadow!”
And from the distance
Big Tim screams:
“Mom! Can I go?!”
And Mom screams loudest:
“You come here
and stand right beside
your sis Jill!”
And we’re all together again
baby in the pram
Mum standing beside
and me on the rein
And Tim sulking at the side

And nobody else
from the crowd dares
come near
for they all know
my Mum -
she’s Wonder Woman
she’s Super Hero
cos my Mum’s supermom

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Kesav V Easwaran
Nice hint nice lesson to mothers and kids...Enjoyed the narrative
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Patrick McFarland
She sounds fantastic! I wish my mum had thought of reins rather than just the whip and club (LOL...Just kidding mum).
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Nightowl
a wonderful tribute to your Mum. I remember seeing Moms and their younguns at the malls and supermarkets, and they'd have five or six little ones, and they'd all be on a leash of some kind, so I'm guessing the Mom could keep better tabs on them. In this crazy world it's best to keep 'em close these days. Great write and wonderful memories. A fun, memorable, thoughtful read. tfs
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Shashendra Amalshan
You are a good story teller Raj. Another nice write indeed. Perhaps you should try story writing as well, may be you already have.
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Yarbrough
Great write. On a side note it reminded me of when around 6 I believe, (this would be 1974) my parents bought 2 of the ugliest black mesh child car harness's for me and my brother, me and Jim were the only ones on the planet, no one, no where, so completely embarrassing and they were such a trouble to strap on that we were forced to wear them out, like through the mall. Your mother's leash brought out these memories.
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Sandra Martyres
A very sweet write Raj..enjoyed it thoroughly
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Debs
Awwww such a sweet write on your super duper mum.
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