Resilience

Resilience

Out of the trunk,she hauled the wheel chair,

With practiced ease, set it up, without any fanfare,

Looked into the backseat with a smile ,a tender gaze,

Remembered to apply some cream, to her son's face,

Helped him out gently, checked he was safe and sound,

Adjusted his pillow so his head would not loll around,

Reminded him of something with a laugh,

As she collected her things for the dentists' staff,

The sight of the child in the wheel chair , my heart did rend,

And for her dogged resilience ,a silent salute to the mother, send.

--shubha