I saw you mom hiding under the bed so that father can't beat you up,
I saw you crying silently so that he shouldn't wake up and start the fight again,
I was too small to stop him, my fists too weak to punch him,
so, when he threw you out in dark, I cried softly and pretended to sleep until dawn,
I looked around and found you sitting alone on the stairs
I was scared, yet kept a brave smile
I wanted to wipe your tears, I wanted to hold you tight
Oh Mom! I was too small to hug you tight and to tell you that things are going to be just fine,
When I grew up, I left you to find love daddy could never give
I left you to chase a dream, I could never find
but now I am coming back to you mom, to hold you and to keep you warm
I am big enough, now, to hold you and to whisper that things are going to be just fine...

Richa Tiwari Joshi

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/mom-42/