A Mother Under Lockdown

I wrote this when my mother was alive and added the last verse when she died. Covid was a terrible time for all. My mother suffered a second sons death during Covid. Two sons lost before her own passing and the isolation felt during the Covid period. Not nice A mother under lockdown A Mother under lockdown, looking teary. Overwhelmed and suffering, she was weary Isolated solitude A loneliness, whose magnitude. Dissolved her strength and fortitude; So clearly Another son she’d lost, before her time But life, it has no reason, nor no rhyme. Suffering could not replace The pain my Mother had to face. Her life, the only saving grace; Was mine I saw the grief, etched in My Mothers face The love of sons and Mother, interlaced. Through nightmare she was stumbling Though shielded she was struggling. So distant from her mothering; Displaced My Mother loved them, this I know for sure Reciprocated love, they had for her. They’d comfort and allay her fears They’d hold her, wipe away her tears. Not knowing that their death was near; Ensured There’s many in our lives, who’ve now passed on Brothers, sisters, nephews, nieces, sons. There’s no replacing what we’ve lost Longevity comes at a cost. You lose the ones you love the most; Forgone The end of life for mother, has now come As now we mourn, the setting of her sun She’s left a lasting legacy Behold, we’re here, for all to see Ensuring that her ancestry; Lives on N.L.G