A Smile Born from Her Tears

M Back home with Mom, in her arms so tight,

I called her name, she held me just right.

"Come to the balcony," I shouted with glee,

"Wassup?" she asked, all worried for me.

"Just come out, Mom," I yelled once more,

"Krishhhh," she screamed, running to the door.

"Mummyyyyyyyyyy," I cried with delight,

She stared, teary-eyed, our emotions taking flight.

Her tears fell down, like rain in May,

Months of waiting, all swept away.

Her hug, so warm, felt like forever,

All she did was cry, and I, I smiled, however.

Back home, oh, with my dear mother,

In love and tears, our hearts forever smother.

M Back home, a son and his mother, so sweet,

In that moment, our reunion complete.