Mother long poem

She is the one I could rely on
in times when things were scarce;
to always find a way to get by
when thing’s went from bad to worse.

She is a true matriarch;
the gel at the centre of all,
never too far away,
never more than a call.

She is the one who bore the pain
and held me close to keep me warm
through the cold and through the rain,
protecting me from harm.

She held on tight to my hand
through all the scary times;
my first days at school,
stood in terrified lines.

Then at the end of each day
when I’d really had enough,
she’d be stood at the door waiting,
a warm heart full of love.

And when illness struck me hard,
laid up and oh so low,
I had the comfort of knowing
she would never let me go.

Sacrificing her all
for her flesh and blood,
always standing second
to the common good.

On that dark lonely night
so many years ago
when deaths door stood ajar
silently beckoning me to go,

my overriding memory,
much more than my own fears,
was the heart wrenching sound
of her dreadful, terrified tears.

And yet she was always there,
To love me and to care.

All through our lives,
through thick and through thin,
through innocent laughter
and heart-breaking sin.

Through sunshine and showers,
through wind and through snow,
there is one thing for certain;
one thing we all know.

The rock of our lives
and forsaking all others,
she will always be there,
our sweet loving Mother.

Written by Darren Scanlon, May 2013.
This revised version written 15th March 2015.

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ALL POEMS ©2015 DARREN SCANLON. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. * Words and music have always played a major role in my life. A life without being able to enjoy music and express in words would be, for me, empty and cold.I have been writing since age 16, some 30+ years now but have only recently started publishing my works. Since doing so in Dec 2013, I have published 4 novels and 5 volumes of poetry, (available on words are my life. If they touch you in any way, if you are able to take something from them, then my work has achieved its goal and I am a happy man.Welcome to my world. Darren.
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Cheryl Denise Chandler

Beautifully written Darren, all mothers who are fortunate to somehow read this writing will smile with joy and gladness.
Keep Writing.

Peace and Blessings


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