Old woman
sweep up my remains
the bits that fall off me
skin flakes of pain
each flake contains
a lifetime of torment
stolen feelings without consent
taken by life
like a thief in the night
old woman i know you
i know the lines on your face
i know the sad eyes
and inward cries
i know your life
has not been all silk ribbons and lace
nor chocolate boxes and red roses
i sence the strain in you
and connect with your pain
you are my mother
and i know that to be true
old woman
i know you care
lying in your hospital bed
thread bare
scared eyes stare
as if they want to reveal
truly how you feel
but you are too weak
life for you now is so bleak
it will not let you drink or eat
so you suffer and sleep
old woman
mother to me
i pray the angels set you free
and in the next life
you will be truly happy
no more problems just carefree
old woman
i love you i always will
know that in your heart
keep my love close
till your heart is stil
and their is no more pain
and no more pills
old woman, mother
watch over me
where ever you may be
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This brought tears to my eyes, so beautifully written and so heartfelt, it brought back memories of my own loving mother who died of cancer too. Superb write!