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Mothers Day my way
Life’s full of calls
some good,
some bad
even expedient
I’ve made them all
I’m not here for the long haul
Get through today
to gain tomorrow
If I get past tonight,
There is no given
when it comes to living
One moment strong
the next vulnerable
then it’s gone
I don’t pray
not properly anyway
if there is such a way,
Who gets to say!
What is balance
a coffee and a biscuit
sometimes yes
contentment
til I need a pee
hopefully don’t miss
Good call,
ah…! the bliss
Hurt’s never far away
love is nearer
Comes much dearer
what a price to pay
Let’s not go there,
not now
can I be any clearer
Bad calls I’ll try avoid
at least today
I’m a liar
I’ve already made one
not too late to redeem
Its Mother’s Day
Should I visit her grave
or go tomorrow
Mum was always forgiving
so It’ll be ok
I’ll wait til I’m not busy
just like today
Another call is needed,
would it not be better to go
when I am busy
more respectful
find the time as she did
on so many occasions,
No! an expedient call is needed
I’ll go now
and finish this off later
I’m back,
Poem’s done
I love you mum!
By
David Kavanagh
Copyright ©
David Kavanagh
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