Mother’s Day

I’m not a lover of cards. In fact I loathe them. Little demanders of time and obligation. They sit there demanding to be bought and written and sent as tokens of love. 

And I don’t. I don’t send them, because they don’t mean anything to me. Particularly at set times of year. An arbitrary day to say “I love you”. 

But I do like to tell people how I feel about them, and since it’s Mother’s Day in the U.K. I have done my usual and written my mum a poem. 

My mother is one of my escape-valves. I know we all need them. Anytime I go anywhere I need to know that I can leave if I need to. I need to know I can get away. 

My mother is bigger than that. She’s my life-escape-valve. I know that no matter what happens in my life, if ever I needed to run home, then I could. That’s no small thing, to have that trust. It’s kept me going through hard times. I could keep going forwards, because if I fell there would be someone to catch me. 

So here is my Mother’s Day poem, just for you, mum. I love you even, when you’re late. 

You’re an open, people-hugger,

I’m a peaceful, silent, stretch. 

You’re an always-late hurrier,

I’m an early sort of wretch. 

You’re an endless-task lover,

I’m a completable-project type. 

You’re the sunbeams all a-beating

I’m the softness of moonlight. 

A chalk and cheesy mother-daughter

Both far apart, and yet so near.

Not the same, yet full of sameness

I’m glad you’re mine, my mother, dear. 

4 thoughts on “Mother’s Day

  1. Sweet poem for your mother. I’d rather write a poem than find a card that says exactly what I feel (which can be extremely difficult!) I wrote an April Fool’s Day poem this morning, no joke! My husband and I met April Fool’s Day back in 1995. Highschool sweethearts ❤

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