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I miss my Mum.

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1st thing in the morning & last thing at night

There’s no getting over the need for a landing light

I’ve tried self hypnosis & all kinds of beer

But there no getting over that you are not here

The seasons come & the seasons go

But things don’t change as you never show

I have very few memories & 1 photograph

To hold on your hand & feel the vibration of your laugh

They say these things pass with the movement of time

But for the chance of being read one more bedtime rhyme

I know it cant be as 40 years you’ve been gone

So why do I still ache for you like there is no other one

I’ve sisters & brothers & mother in laws to see

But its a mother I need stood there next to me

Slapping the backs of my legs or healing my grazes

Or stitching the buttons on my new school blazers

Everything about you was to make me so happy

That cancer you got just made me all crappy

As I was in the folly of childhood-they thought it best

That I didn’t attend your funeral not even as a guest

So I kneel by my bed & pray every night

That its you in the shadow of that landing light

With your dark curly hair & that polka dot dress

I miss you Mum good night & god bless.

 

Life & Stress ! ►

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