Mum
I can still remember my tiny hand in yours,
loving me so tender regardless of my flaws.
Holding me so tightly as lightning lit the skies,
singing to me nightly until i closed my eyes.
Wiping frustrated tears as often as i fell,
abating all my fears when i was not well.
I became a terror so you became my friend,
steered me from my error watched me till the end.
I became a man crafted by your heart,
giving all you can so my adult life could start.
I know it was a sunday the day you passed away,
because it was my birthday on that very day.
Even at the end you gave with all your heart,
my birthday we will spend together not apart.
Nothing ever dies your always with me mum,
in my daughters eyes and the father ive become.
Copyright © Darren Risden | Year Posted 2018
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