My Mum – a lament.
Earth to earth, ashes to ashes, I never understood,
till now, when a light has gone out,
and yet, I see a light in the darkness.
Perhaps for the first time, I see anew.
As I saw the light, when despite the pain,
she pushed me into the world. She gave me life.
She suckled me, she held me.
Before I understood, her eyes smiled down
and I trusted her, the only love I knew.
She held me up, when I might fall,
She pushed me forward when I was afraid,
She scolded me when I was naughty
She laughed with me, and cared for me all my days
and didn’t judge me when I was wrong.
She was the sticking plaster in our crazy family.
And now I am an orphan, grown up at last.
No more, my Mum to hold my hand,
Just the gift she left me, – my life!
For her, I’ll try to live it worthily,
So that all she gave, won’t be in vain.
May I never forget, or cease to love,
the memory of, my lovely, loving Mum.
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