I Am An Orphan Now (Age 46)
I'm An Orphan Now ( Age 46 )
I used to rise from my bed,
I’d hit mum with a slipper on her head.
Just to make sure she wasn’t dead
Such was the fear I had as a child.
I used to dream she’d been replaced, by an alien from outer space.
That she wore a mask, which she would take off, if I was brave enough to ask.
Such was the fear I had as a child.
I dreamt she was inside a box,
she couldn’t get out it was locked.
I sobbed so loudly she would awake. I'd feel her gently stroking my brow and she would whisper softly, “Hush hush now.”
She was the one to whom I could cry, and she would know the reason why.
When she died I howled like a wolf who was alone.
Calling all his family home.
“Mum. I'm an orphan now.”
Extract from 'Shhhh!!!! We Don't Talk About That' Taylor Crowshaw © 2018
Becky Who
Mon 13th Aug 2018 23:15
Thank you Taylor. This speaks to me vividly, as so many of us I guess.
I'm still working up the courage to share poems written about my mum's death. Not least because I know she wouldn't have approved.
Bx