| FOR MUMMY |
| Bare feet slap upon soft wooden floor Cold hands brush against salmon pink wall Old fingers caress a womans portrait Scarred heart rembers the touch of that other Wrinkled eyes smile at crumbling memories Long grey hair sways to the movement of the body The body sways to a forgotten old tune Played by mother a long long time ago When i am old will this be me? Will i remember you at all with failing memory? How often will i think of those hands that held me That belonged to the woman who raised me and cared for me? Will i have told you how i feel? If so it could never have been enough I love you so much words cannot explain it I hope you know now. Before it becomes too late. I tell myself ill tell you tomorrow But i realise how stupid that is You may not be on your death bed But who knows what tomorrow holds for us? Through good times and bad i will love you No matter how angry i seem I will love you always unconditionally And i hope i can repay your love for me I wrote a poem for my mother today Tears filled my eyes and emotion chocked my throat I wrote a poem for my mother today I realised then how much i owe her. And LOVE her. |