15th Oct 2019
Day 15, of OctPoWriMo 2019
What a challenge this is. Nearly half way there. Will I make it ??? I don't know but I will try.
Prompt today - Mother May I ...
Mother May I
Mother may I sit with you
like I used to do before
Listen to your warm soft voice
telling of days of yore
Drink some tea out of china cups
best that way you say
eat your brackbread spread with butter
thick on top it lay
Mother may I tell you things that
meant a lot to me
Things we never talked about and
Now can never be
How hurt I was by all the times you
criticized my life
how every time your hateful words cut
through me like a knife
I know you thought yourself so kind
kindness was your thing
But for me and mine you always chose
a meaner song to sing
And now you're gone and it's too late
to rectify the wrong
I wish I'd had the courage then, to
stand up tall and strong
a poem from the heart :)
ReplyDeleteYou are not wrong
DeleteI'd say we had the same mother, although my mother is still alive. She's 80 years old now. To her credit, she's been trying to do a bit better. Truth be told, she has no idea what's going on in my life. I tend to keep things superficial between us.
ReplyDeleteBless you.
DeleteI would just say stand up for yourself . You may gain more respect
Don't we have so many memories in common? I can relate to each line of yours.
ReplyDeleteWould love to hear some of your "mother" stories Sunita.
DeleteThanks for your truthful comment
You know, I have the exact opposite feeling. I didn't appreciate my mother enough when she was alive. It annoyed me that she was so attentive and willing to help. I was devastated when she died, very suddenly, too young. Too late to say how she wasn't a pain, not really.
ReplyDeleteRegret of a different colour then.
DeleteThanks for your comments Jane
I'd like to believe that talking with your mother (or any other close relative) who uses comments 'like a knife', but sometimes standing tall means moving right along. Your poem suggests you persevered with a loving relationship in spite of constant criticism.
ReplyDeleteYou are right Beth. And, with my two sisters, w nursed her round the clock for a year before she died.
DeleteNothing improved
Gram I am sorry you were hurt by your mom and feel some things needed to be said by you. And perhaps by her to you as well, like I'm sorry.
ReplyDeleteToo late now Jade. She died more than three years ago
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