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So Sorry Mum

That final journey I will never forget.
It was full of guilt and full of regret.
I got the call...I rushed to my car.
A journey I was used too, not too far.
But every obstacle was put in my way
Road works, red lights, one long delay.
I ignored them all...horns they blew.
I didn't care, I just had to be with you.
Almost there, and another red light.
I cared not, my tears I could not fight.
My heart, it ached like never before.
Then I ran and ran and ran some more.
I was praying my Mum could hang on.
But on arrival, I could tell she was gone.
My guilt and sorrow filled the air.
So sorry Mum, I should've been there.
I will regret it forever, I still cry and cry.
I should've  been there, the reason why.

 

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M.C. Newberry

Sun 15th May 2022 16:34

The morning I got the news that my mother had taken a "you'd
better come" turn for the worse I was two hundred miles away
and my car had been removed without warning from its legally
parked spot to allow a quick road work attendance, forcing me
to spend an hour getting it from the car pound a couple of miles away. I was too late to say goodbye and only consoled by the
knowledge that my two sisters had been there in my own absence. Such is life even in death!!

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Pete (edbreathe)

Wed 11th May 2022 07:55

Unfortunately it always seems to happen like this . Is it because they need you , or you need them ? I can never work it out .
Nicely written

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