Another Mother poem.
Once in my teenage years, from the living room window, me and Mum were staring out at the army of beaten council house terraces that bullied the expectation of our aspirations, when she looked at me and ...
Mother Said
“Leave this town,”
my mother said
These three words
live in my head
“I love this town,”
my mother told
But you are young
and I am old
“The world is wide,”
my mother taught
These four words
I seized and sought
“Enjoy the world,”
my mother shared
and thanks to her
I did and dared
Mark Bird
This is a tribute to my mum for #MothersDay
