No tears on waking,
one to keep
from words of love still running deep,
Two or more shall still be shed
upon this day and those ahead
for mum-shaped love departed.
Daughter still,
though only name,
when both have gone, it’s not the same
Love shaped, parent-hearted.
I’ll never be an adult till
I forget, don’t miss them still,
Child-shaped, broken-hearted.
A rose or two I’ll lay today,
My children with me as I say
Goodbye, again,
Love and miss you always,
tears now started.
Funny how
the years betray
the child inside us, come what may,
Children all, though parted.
Some tears I’ll spread for kids around,
some for others lost but bound
to heaven’s home where still they be
parents always to childlike me.
As children, how we started.
Today is Mother’s Day in the UK. To all children and parents, children still, for the love you have and give, be blessed.
scottishmomus 