My Tomboyish Mother
Context: This poem is written for my mother who is a tomboy. As a child, it baffled me to see her demeanour versus the coy aunties I knew. But as I grew up, I realise that her presence, though strong, moulded my life in unique ways. Poem: She is a marigold, an unlikely flower to be loved. Unlike a rose or a carnation that hoards our senses. a marigold has a chunky shape with its petals tightly meshed But no rose would adorn the door like the marigold. which in times of need is like the truth and statements, bold She is a marigold: beautiful. unique, strong Leading an unabashed life, crafting her own right and wrong She is a marigold. She is my tomboyish mother.