Ye
Poets and poetesses
Ye
mothers

If not
How could I be in your family

How fortunate I am!
You put me in your laps
As I am your kid

I am fed with your words
So that I can make my heart glow

You taught me
How to swim
So that I reach the shore
Of the ocean of poetry

I am proud of
Being a drop among you

And you tolerated
My infantile poems
How commiserate you are!

To console my pain
I look forward
To see where you are
To see what you are

Ye
Poets and Poetesses
Don’t ignore me
I am your kid