December of Twenty Nineteen 

It was December of twenty nineteen, cold and chilly, a mother sat down in the winter sun,

Retrospecting, thinking,  jotting down her new year resolution

I will teach my children quarreling and fighting too much,  

I will confine them such that they learn to be kind and long for human touch 

I will teach my children the value of resources, be it food, water, money and not be wasteful,

Less will be their new normal, they will learn to be thankful and grateful

I will teach my children to look after their health, both physical and mental,

For people weak, fragile, diseases, ailments are detrimental

I will teach my children who litter their surrounding,

How to wash their hands and clean everything

I will teach my children, who have forgotten that rich, poor,  countries, boundaries

are all man made and everyone is equal,

 Disease, calamity makes no difference between people

I will teach my children a lesson in unity,

They will unite under one cause and fight every adversity

I will teach my children to smell flowers, listen to birds chirping

Live in harmony with all the living creatures around them flourishing

That was her list, all about her children, their well being

Thats how unconditional, pure, a mother's love is, forever giving

Trying to fix its broken children,

how could mother earth be different than any other mother in the world, making such resolution ?