Hi gang,
I wrote this a few years ago for my Mam. I was reminded of it recently in correspondence with a friend whose love for 'his' Mam was plain to see.
My mother was ill and I came to her bedside. She slept so peacefully, like an angel. Inspiration hit and when I woke her with some tea, an hour later, I gave this poem to her. She cried. I cried. We hugged for an eternity. It was and is one of the most beautiful moments in my life...
Angel’s Child
Sleep a while sweet angel
You have earned your rest
The time has long since passed
When I was carried at your breast
Your work is all but done now
No mother more could do
So now's the time for you to rest
For I can carry you.
Although I am a man now
I still don’t know what I will be
But whenever I'm unsure
It’s your love that steadies me
For no matter what my life demands
One thing I have always sworn;
I will succeed, simply because
Of an angel I was born.
Still gets me, that one...
(tanx for the memory RB)
2007-09-02
18:20:25
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