Mum

I remember my first cuddle from her As she held me in her arms as I stirred And how she was always there My Mum whom I know did care She was the first with a kiss to make it better with glee When I fell over skinning my elbow or knee And when it was time for starting school She dropped me off when her tears were the rule And at each important time in my life I’ve had She stood proud as punch with a smile and tear so glad When I married she was so proud of the groom Even though she thought that I was leaving home so soon As a grand mother she stood out With great knowledge of what being a parent was about And when my father the love of her life passed on She bore her loneliness longing for him for us being strong And when the time to say goodbye was clear I spoke lovingly and couldn’t hold back a tear For she will always have a place in my heart My Mum my first love from the start. © Paul Warren Poetry