And Now The Twilight
she had no reaction as I entered the room my mother
had no clue I just ran up two flights of stairs
though she did gaze at me as if to say what’s your point
her words making a feeble attempt to pass through lips
that drooped and appeared quite numb
her wanting stare the polaroid of a child
gone now are the days when I would come as child
to her for guidance to my nurturing mother
I being naïve to the stepping stones before me and numb
to the task of climbing the steep stairs
of love and life while hiding behind pouted lips
that came from having no vision of a starting point
if I might add to this ample point
how life can include the transition from parent to child
child to parent a passing confirmed by the placing of lips
against the brow for her to understand my beloved mother
these final steps of ascension upon heavenly stairs
will not be wrought with the painful and numb
the challenge I now face cannot leave me numb
and never will it take me to a breaking point
though I may weep as I ascend these stairs
still the role I must play shall make me more than child
but never a figure as broad as her my dear mother
for to serve and defend her these would not be passive lips
my mind became dry and parched like the lips
of a thirsty minion as my heart examined the numb
cold sense that I might lose her my precious mother
for this crossroad of life has brought me to that point
of revelation where true love demands that I the child
find the strength to carry us both up these final flights of stairs
the strain of her final ascent upon these stairs
shall not bring a shred of doubt from my lips
I will draw my strength from being that loving child
whom she bestowed the gift of life but kept numb
the thought that I might have been a burden that blocked her point
of direction or dreams my beloved mother
and now my mother my friend a last kiss from tearful lips
for we’ve reached the top of the stairs and my heart though numb
knows full well from this point on the true love between parent and child
Copyright © Ricky Muse | Year Posted 2025
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