At This Stage Of Life 'you No-Longer Annoy' - Poem by Mark Heathcote
Mother, we are so different you, I
You were born in the forty's me the sixties
we can never agree or see eye to eye,
Now you're in your sixties, I'm in my forties
The differences between us is closing,
And now I am starting to visualise,
Look, we're in a new chapter, we're both ageing
No more bitter arguments, no more goodbyes.
At this stage of life, 'you no-longer annoy'
Let us have a new picture of you and me
One that if we cry - our tears be full with joy
No more sadness, just our two hearts all gooey.
Mother, it's like looking back in the mirror
With you at my right-hand my lives true author.
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