Paradise Lost

She asked her not to wear those skimpy shorts

Or give that glance ,coquettish of sorts.

She warned her against trusting a stranger

Ohh! She got collywobbles raising a teenager.

A strict no to the late night bashes

A decree to minimize the mascara on those incipient lashes.

"Let me know if you had the hots for someone"

"Facts of life you should know from me, your mum".

She tied the lass to her apron strings

And kept a watchful eye over her growing wings.

But soon there was a drastic change in the little lady's form

Was it the silence before the storm.

The leaves of the young tree started withering in the wind

Nervous hands of clock ticked when she thought her daughter could have sinned.

As she dug deep to find the nugget of truth

Hot on the trail ,like a shrewd sleuth.

Unable to bear the pain her daughter confided in her

She stopped dead in tracks after learning the truth, one after another

No, it was neither the stranger

Nor the teenager from the adjoining manger

Facing the truth,her world came down to shambles

On learning both had lost their virginity to the same man with whom they lit the daily candles.

She was struck by a fate worse than death

Thinking of her husband who would father his own child's child,she fell short of breath.

"Is being molested loss of virginity?

"No", she said, "as my child has not yet lost her purity"