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
