Maternal Lesson

“Uh…uh…uh…uh… ‘at ‘ould ‘e ‘ice” “That would be nice,” is what you meant And with those words a hole appears In my even temperament. Many lessons we kids have learned Sitting at your loving knee Parables of wisdom and faith And all the better parts of me You always showed us life’s true wealth That’s how me and my siblings knew Billions could not take one second Of all the time we spent with you But, Mother, you now wither fast You’re an Alzheimer’s casualty Your bright eyes grow slowly dim And your sharp brilliant mind does flee I know I will remember, Mom Your long life, strong love and bright speech I promise that I will never Lose these last lessons that you teach Love and life are the proud morals That you are teaching to me now I feel them, know them and say them And they become for me a vow “When I love my woman I’ll tell her! Dash up to the rooftops and yell her Name so all the world can see My love blasting out of me!” “I will not hide behind cool façades Always acting my happy charades I’ll feel who I really am And to hell with other plans” “I’ll not hide any powerful guilt Deeply inside the walls that I built I will let it out again And find ways to make amends!” “And when I am afraid in this life I’ll hold my kids and cleave to my wife So my children know always How strong family love stays!” “uh..uh..uh ‘at ‘ill be ‘rand!” Hmmm. I think you said, “That will be grand!” Damn right, Ma’am!