Poem -

Mother

Mother

It's finally going.

It's going today.

My mother's arrived

and she's not here to play.

I'm feeling afraid.

Dread what's ahead.

My mother's arrived

and she'll mess with my 'bed'.

Can I be strong?

Can I be brave?

My mother's arrived

and she'll make me her slave.

How will I be?

My anger on show.

My mother's arrived

and her temper will grow.

Bite on my lip.

Swallow the word.

My mother's arrived

and my voice won't be heard.

I'm finally going.

I'm going today.

My mother's arrived

and she'll wipe me away.......

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Deborah Evans

Hi Donna  When ever  i was afraid  when i was younger
i always wanted my mother, to me she was the one 
constant person in my life who i knew loved me 
whatever.Even now shes passed six months when i am 
worried or anxious or just missing her i talk to her I know 
somehow she is around me and still looking out for me 
I hope with what you are scared of and dread can be soothed
your poems always have an impact on me Great write
Thinking about you best wishes Debs x

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Donna Walton

Hi Debs, thanks again for your great comments. My mum has just come over from France to help me start the toughest few weeks i'll have to face, with all my demons unleashed. Maybe it will be cathartic, maybe not but we'll see?

Keep an eye on my poetry and you should get an insight into how it's going lol.

My mum is the keeper of the gate and will be tested way beyond her normal limits of understanding over the next few weeks. I'm scared witless!....She probably is too...

Donna.x

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Deborah Evans

All my best wishes Donna  I will look forward to your poems
take care.. Debs x
 

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Donna Walton

You must be so lost without her and I can't even begin to imagine how you feel. I lost my boyfriend suddenly, two years ago so I understand grief, even if on a different level. I'm not undermining his death but there is no comparison to a parent. If you ever need an unbiased ear {only one 'cos deaf in other thanks to "Sid" lol.} then please feel free to message me. If not, I won't be offended because "Sid" also makes me very forgetful.

Donna.xo

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