A Mum
I used to see you in the kitchen
Running around with messy hair
No makeup and no time for tea
Not a second you had to spare
I used to see you in the bathroom
Trying to get little teeth brushed
Stubborn little darlings
Not understanding the blur and rush
I used to see you in the living room
Trying to find that missing shoe
There’s no time to find it
Wellington boots will have to do!
I used to see you at the school
Walking us up to the gates
Said goodbye with a kiss
Our education awaits
I used to come home
And dump my bag in the hall
You would go and pick it up
And would not get mad at all
I used to sit at the table
And fuss about my dinner
You’d argue that I liked it last week
But I was always the winner
I used to go get ready for bed
And sometimes I would fight
I hated not being able to stay up late
But you were always right
I know I took you for granted
I miss you every day
But I know you’re still with me
Helping me along the way
Cynthia Buell Thomas
Wed 9th Nov 2016 12:20
The subject matter alone makes this a pleasure to read.