Yvonne
Yvonne
Time was when my mother was
my best of all friends
but I lost her
I never got to know her
well enough
We seemed to miss the point
of making things better
for each other
I loved her
Time was when my mother was
when she kept my conscience
kept her love
through the trail of denial
when relations abandoned each other
in the bogs of damaged emotions
Time was when my mother was
when she spoke to me
“Don’t cry when I am gone, smile for me.
My son, I am for ever, for all eternity.
See me in the blossoms on the apple tree,
in the rain, in the stars, in the sea.
I am, even when you have forgotten me,
here for all eternity.”
Since she has gone
I have carried these words
still she keeps me conscious
and I have traveled so far
and moved so long
discovered so much
to be who I have become
and at last I am able to understand
Hello Mum
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