I'M Turning Into Mother

I’m turning into mother
Eyebrows, nose, and lips.
Bosoms hanging, almost, to
my child bearing hips.

She’s grumpy and forgetful
And I’m growing much the same.
Tables now are turning
In the parent child game.

It’s me that does the cleaning,
Feeds and dresses too
Who always asks before we go
‘have you been to the loo’?

Her childlike ways increasing
throwing tantrums, snubbing food,
and me left to be patient
understanding, kind, and good

I’m turning into mother.
But the future I can see.
‘cos they tell me life’s a circle,
and soon, that child will be me.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Hilario Avatar
November 23, 2012 at 4:45 AM
I feel the same way as you do. As far as I remember the things i used to tell my kids now is what my mom use to tell me. Nice poem!
Locke Avatar
November 23, 2012 at 8:41 AM
Thank you Michael. Of course, my mum would be horrified if she read it - I daren't show it to her!!
Austin Avatar
July 18, 2012 at 3:20 PM
Nottinghamshire? Good to know you, Kaye. I am turned into this child you speak of - 83 years old - but the journey is worth it. Love the kids. How about you send some of that water up our way in Saginaw, MIchigan. I'll send you some dry. Love, daver
Locke Avatar
July 19, 2012 at 3:32 AM
Lovely to meet you to Daver! Raining again here - but somewhat optimistically we are having solar panels fitted today, so never give up hope on an English summer!
Beck Avatar
July 15, 2012 at 12:45 PM
fabulous introspection....marvellous writing...i laughed constantly as the verses succeeded each other.....so true of many grown up ex-children ...excellent work
Mac Donald Avatar
July 15, 2012 at 9:35 AM
Oh, I love this piece, Kaye! It reminds me of the children's book, "Love You Forever". I'd cry each time I'd read it, so my daughter would get me to read it often. Tables turn, now she is the one who'd read it and wept.:) "they tell me life's a circle", and so it is!! Best wishes, Mikki
Merryman Avatar
July 15, 2012 at 7:01 AM
A very insightful piece. In my case, I'm caring for my mom-in-law and the first two lines of the fourth stanza describe her to a tee. I'm putting this in my favs. Love, Kim
Situation Avatar
July 15, 2012 at 6:50 AM
great poem with insight. i'm ready to start over too.
Palmer Avatar
July 15, 2012 at 6:15 AM
lovely written ,so true Kaye,lifes cycle
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