two minutes

after waking up

I am aware of nothing

but

tiny hands

brushing away my hair

making space for a snuggle

a smile

a wet kiss

the sweetest word I hear

‘mama’

and on repeat

what bliss

the million emails

can wait

the doubled and trebled up meetings

can wait

the never ending to-do list

can wait

two minutes

when

time hangs

I have the world

and it is pure

filled with nothing

but love and hope

the worrying about the future

can wait

the regrets of the past

can wait

putting on a brave face

can wait

fixing everything around me

can wait

the endless sorting

can wait

the mess

can wait

these two minutes

I belong nowhere

but in the

present moment

two chubby legs

splayed across

giggles

another hug

‘mama’

a peek-a-boo

the traffic

can wait

the dilemmas

can wait

productivity

can wait

success

can wait

failure

can wait

climbing the ladder

can wait

embarrassing moments

can wait

fear

can wait

so Sehar

let me enjoy

these two minutes

every morning

for the next

so many mornings

because

not before long

one morning

these

two minutes

will change

when the time

comes

for these tiny hands

to

chase traffic

productivity

success

dodging failure

a million meetings

to-do lists

no more peek-a-boo

‘mama’ will

be obsolete

so let me

have this

luxury

two minutes

is

enough

a life time