Because Death Was Jealous

Your angelic girlhood I ruined And your upscale lifestyle you abandoned To lull the little me while I groaned And nourish the frail me as I matured All because in me you hoped But to take back you never lived Because death was jealous As I grew, hand in hand we walked to church And visiting me in school to you was a cinch Holidays we enjoyed building sandcastle at the beach In my trespass you sat me down to teach And for my better future I saw you vouch But with it you never came in touch Because death was jealous The teenage me hated your fretfulness I saw how you turned from beauty to ugliness Grubby garments to you was tidiness Barefooted you walked for my gladness And bedraggled you looked to stop my ravenousness But you lived not to see my happiness Because death was jealous Time came when you looked drowsy When I asked you just turned easy And the smile you gave me was cosy Nah! Your smile was 'glossy' I knew all these you tried out as whimsy And may be, you wanted to leave me busy Because death was jealous You fought it but it did engulf I watched and cried but under surprise I heard you chaff In me was a confusing pang of joy and grief You called me and gave me a tender kiss of relief But when I raised my eyes you were bereft of life My mourn couldn't cut your death off Because death was jealous Inking this last stanza is your boy of stray Watching by your sepulchre with dismay Remembering you as who became his mainstay Wishing you stand and see how growth has come his way And join him to celebrate his heyday But all these wishes I know you must gainsay Because death is jealous NB: Happy Mother's Day in advance