Mother’s Day Poem For Beverly-Anne
On this special day please understand what it means
That without a great mom behind you, you won’t have your dreams
The very first Saint was Mother Mary they say
Turn this water to wine, my son, if you may
When I was young and hard-hearted I had no love
For Mary or Jesus or even God up above
But then my mom told me to my great surprise
God had always answered her prayers, and I knew she was wise
A few short years ago my mom breathed her last
At this time of year I often think of the past
How she tried to give us, my siblings and I
All the good and nice things that she had been denied
My mom kept house and sent us to Europe, and at home the best schools
But still when I was a teen I somehow thought parents were for fools
I loved her dearly though, inside I was very proud of my mom
She had worked so hard and stuck with us, more than I could have done
Then when I left the north country to live on the coast
I left behind friends and girlfriends but I missed my mom the most
I would walk blocks to the payphone each night I could
To call her collect and for a brief moment feel a bit good
I once told my mom that I knew enough people to live
She said it’s us that love you and will truthfully give
I didn’t see that family was truly a gift to me
I just wanted that feeling of being so free
There were so many little things that she did for all of us
And then we would forget her birthday and she wouldn’t fuss
I warn you each day with your loved ones could be the last
Don’t let a hard heart make all your chances go past
So many times now I will sit with nothing to do
And then I look at the phone and wish it weren’t true
That my mom has been gone now nearly five years
Even though I was with her as she let go of her last tears
On this one day I beg you call your mom, send a card
Order some flowers, it isn’t that hard
She brought you into this world, she stayed by your side
Resentments can kill you, just swallow your pride
This is the one day we really have to wake up and face
Our mothers are the people that no one could ever replace
You can be a son or a daughter without having to learn
That being a mom is something that you must earn
Leif Gregersen
May 9, 2014
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Poems From Inside Me
PoetryThis is a chapbook of poetry that led me to dedicate myself to writing, whether it be for money or simply to express myself. In this book I talk about family, love, loss and all the illusions that life brings us through.
