i never knew what words to choose today to talk about my mother in my very own way she always tried her best, maybe not always right but if anyone tried to hurt her kids. she would put up one hell of a fight. and when i went through my heartbreaks, and boy i have had some she was there to pick up the pieces thanks i love you mum you were there to give your love from when i was a kid and you still are giving it now because you always did you were not only there to wash and feed me and wash my dirty clothes or run out to the playground and wipe my snotty nose these memories will always stay here in my heart until the day i die and now that you are ailing now its my turn to try to show the care you showed for me, before you say goodbye to wipe your brow and sit with you i promise not to cry and i promise mum i will be there to care and do my part thankyou so much for being mum, i love you with all my heart
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Posted: Jan 2013
About this poem:
my mother is very ill and weak after a stroke in hospital, and now suffers from vacuous dementia,the words help me
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