Thursday, July 20, 2023

For Mum, draft no. 3

Mum, at this rate I think

you might outlive me and the kitchen sink

You are like a beacon that keeps us aright

with your kindness, your courage

and your worry each night

I’m sorry for things I’ve said and things I’ve not

I want you to know you are loved a lot

Even if you are you and I am not

And I know you love me

Maybe more than I thought

Surely more than I thought

I was and am at times such a feisty, young tot

Thank you for holding me here to this spot

I never would have gotten here had you not