Mum

My Mum

Mum - did we say or did we agree anything?

Just remind me who are you
Because I don’t remember us talking
Nor us going walking

I remember nothing
Neither life nor death
But I did draw a breath
It was my breath of life and it cut me like a knife

Knowing what I know now, I wish I had made a growl
And not left you to decide how

Life is short and complicated
Yours may have been hard as well

The problem maybe was the nuns
They could hurt all mother’s sons

But let us not forget the daughters, and the Dad’s and the rest of the family nest.

One day life will tell, who we are and give us back that smell

When we were once all babies and our families were together

DAMO
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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