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Yes Mother, I am talking to you ! a poem

Updated on November 30, 2012
A Mother With Her Sleeping Child, by Leon Bazille Perrault (1832-1908)
A Mother With Her Sleeping Child, by Leon Bazille Perrault (1832-1908) | Source
The Lord of the Manor, by Edmund Blair Leighton (1853-1922)
The Lord of the Manor, by Edmund Blair Leighton (1853-1922) | Source

You could be so unfair,

Sometimes so very strict,

Then you would smother us

With embarassing hugs.

What wouldn't I give up

For one of those today ?


Interrupted by war,

Your short education

Was never completed.

But you never let that

At all get in your way.

For you received a gift

You passed to your children,

Which is called common sense,

And you shared it with us.


What a fine cook you were,

And this geat quality

Made all of us gourmets

And talented cooks too.

Stubborn rams we both were,

You and I would bump heads,

But I can assure you

I never held a grudge.

We knew we would make nice.


If I look around me,

Never ever I see

Someone who will admit

Had a mother like you.

You were of a rare breed.

An endangered species !

Your generosity !

And the way you always

Appealed to our senses !

I may be a grown man

Or so I'd like to think,

But I brag about you

For I can't imagine

Someone more deserving.


My sisters, my brother,

They all agree with me,

And when we all gather

Guess who we talk about ?

We reminisce and laugh

At the special moments

That we all shared with you.

You were so much fun, Mom!


As I live far away,

I can't visit often.

So, I took a picture

Of your last resting place.

And whenever life will

Throw a curved ball at me,

It's you I look up to !

You had all the answers !

What would my mother do ?


The last time I saw you,

You just blew me away.

"My little darling", you

Called me just as if I

Were still a five year old.

But then i understood,

Being a parent myself

That no matter how old

Your children ever get,

They still are your babies.


We'll talk again, Mother,

Cause I won't let you go.

I want to keep alive

The memories of you.

You were a fine woman,

The best loving Mother

One could ever dream of.

So, don't be so surprised

When I say I miss you...

You filled our hearts with love,

So the least I can do

Is let you know today

I 'll always love you too.


Copyright 2012 by Austinhealy, his heirs and assigns.

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      Jeremy Wade 4 years ago from Tennessee

      beautiful. A true picture of what every mother should be

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      Bernard J. Toulgoat 4 years ago from Treasure Coast, Florida

      Thank you for your comment. I was extremely fortunate to have quite a fantastic mother and I will always be grateful for all the knowledge she transmitted to her children.

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      Michelle Liew 4 years ago from Singapore

      A fine tribute to your mum! Mums are like that...their relationships with us can be a bundle of contradictions! Thanks for sharing this with us......am passing it along!!

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      Michelle Liew 4 years ago from Singapore

      A fine tribute to your mum! Mums are like that...their relationships with us can be a bundle of contradictions! Thanks for sharing this with us......am passing it along!!

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      CrisSp 4 years ago from Sky Is The Limit Adventure

      Tears....yes, literally. This so so heartfelt and exquisitely written accompanied by a beautiful photo.What an awesome tribute to your mom. Bookmarking it for my reading pleasure.

      Voted up and across (not funny) and another one worth sharing and pinning.

      Thank you.

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      Bernard J. Toulgoat 4 years ago from Treasure Coast, Florida

      Thank you, Midget for your gentle words. I can't help but think how funny things are. This hub is getting a lot of positive comments and it might be the one that required the least work for me to write, but that would make sense, wouldn't it ? I'm glad you enjoyed this.

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      Bernard J. Toulgoat 4 years ago from Treasure Coast, Florida

      CrisSp, thank you for reading this poem and sharing your enthusiasm, which means a great deal to me. Writing about our departed love ones is a way of keeping their memory alive.

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      Joanna Chandler 4 years ago from On planet Earth

      This poem was so sweet and enchanting i am sure your mummy loved it as i write my brother poems to, He's with the Lord thirteen years now. May God continue to comfort and bless you until you see your mumma again.

      Shalom

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