My Mother In All Her Gloom Poem by Payyton Egerstaffer

I was asleep when I heard the strange noise
Getting up I went to look
I felt like I didn’t have much choice
But in my boots I shook

I came from my parent’s room
I knock soft
It was my mother in all her gloom
I knew I should have coughed

With one withering look
I knew I made a mistake
Because one step to far over the boundaries I took
For she couldn’t hide her ache

I wanted to comfort her
Let her know I was hurting too
But I knew she only wanted her sir
So I waited till she went to bed after she drank away her blues

And I snuck into her room
To whisper “I miss him too”
She rolled over and mumbled “my groom”
So I left to deal with my own pain that grew