My Mothers Photo
Copyright Poetry in Paradise 2004 No. 1028534.
There is a photo on the wall
from a time in my life
when my Mother was her happiest
and she was my father wife.
I don’t remember being in it
For that was a whole lifetime ago
When my family was so different
From the one that I now know.
It warms me up to see it
Everyday upon my wall,
a Mother holding her three sons
her smile saying it all.
I don’t recognise the room
For the picture is just a row of heads;
My father must have snapped it
from the foot of one of their beds.
My Mother’s arms around us
Everyone with a smile
I stare at it everyday
then reminisce for a while.
Everyone is looking at the camera
Everyone except for me.
I’m staring at my Mother
Looking so happy so peacefully.
I ‘ve always loved my Mother
I’ve always been a mummy’s boy
Now and then when you’re all grown up,
long forgotten the innocence and the joy.
I’m proud to love my Mother
For it’s the purest love of all
Knowing she really loves you
Reminded by a photo on the wall.