The piano opens
her favorite song...
the soothing, melodic notes
of a different era
yes, this is
the song of her
sorrow, her regret...
Patsy belting out
just how's she's feeling
and she's sitting there, crying
what in the world did she do?
he's not there
and her heart,
is breaking in two.
I sing the words
she knew so well
when she felt so sad,
those days she thought
she was alone, unwatched...
... and turn
to see my own daughter
watching the tears I cried,
listening to my mother's song,
regretting I didn't
appreciate her song sooner...
and missing her so much more.
Lee my father passed awy several years ago we did not always see eye to eye, even now i wish for one miute just to tell him of my true feelings. Loved the poem gave my heart a prod 10 your friend Chris
Painfully beautiful, , , the structure and content are immencely well pieced together What a writer, , what a compassionate write Love duncan X
As I read this, I can close my eyes and see Mom sitting there, with tears in her eyes, listening quietly to Patsy.... I see it so clear and wish it was just from yesterday... miss her much hun... as you do... love ya!
Lee this a beautiful poem that displays a mother's love and the sadness of realising through a sad song. Wonderfully written from the heart. Top marks and thanks for sharing it my friend. David
I don't believe any us truly appreciate our mother's love (beyond the ego-driven possessive need of it) until we have our own children. Then something changes - and we can shove her off the pedestal and let her deep inside our heart. A loving, honest piece that many readers will relate to and shed a tear for. love, Allie xxxx
This is such a reminder to me, I just found my daughter and hugged her...She looked at me like I'm nuts...but so I am.. Thanks
So what song was patsy singing, that seems to be the question, most people missed, although the write does speak for itself,10-10 again lee, Lee..x
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Apples don't fall far from the tree...My bet is she always knew how you felt... My guarantee is that if she missed it here...she' knows it now & forever, after reading this fine emotion packed gem.....She knows...just like you know how your children feel, no matter what....Mom's just know....Excellent tributive, Mrs. Degnan ~ ~ ~