Mother – my poyum

20/5/2012

A mother is a gift
on loan to us
she brings us

onto this earth
nurtures feeds

and loves us
In time she leaves

us but she is in us
we are her dna
and though we cannot see her
she stays with us

forever

Kathleen English aged 1919 -2012

Published by Eunice C English

FormerFreelance journalist. Poet, writer, artist, photographer. Retired and coping with Parkinson's Plus, macular degeneration and other boring stuff but life is still interesting, if a bit of a challenge!

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