She Is Still My Mum
22 July, 2004
Author: Ben Franklin
No father around,
back and forth up the hospital
with Mother,
90 years old,
why wont they put her out of her misery,
I hate seeing her suffer
I promised I wouldn't put her in a home,
nurses not doing there job
there's no way I can leave her on her own
But what do I do?
I have a family just like you,
how many years has she left?
a couple?
a few?
Sometimes she doesn't even know who I am,
yesterday she asked if my name was pam!!!!
I said 'mum, it's me Andrew!'
she replied 'sorry, I dont know you'.
She doesnt know what she is saying
half the time,
but she still gives me a clip round the ear
when i get out of line,
she still worries about my future
and I always tell her I will be fine,
She is still my Mum and that's the bottom
line.
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Comments on this poem/writing:
| barb (209.112.22.31) -- Thursday, July 22 2004, 04:15 am What is nice is that you let us all know even though the body and mind is different we are still the same inside our hearts. Very good. |
| Meridian (64.12.116.200) -- Thursday, July 22 2004, 05:40 am Man, you're good Ben! I like this poem! So mama, says she still wears the pants.... She brought you into this world, and she can surely take you out... Sounds familiar....hahhaha... Real good job Franklin! Smiles, Meridian |
| Ben (80.6.138.109) -- Thursday, July 22 2004, 09:26 am ello M, this actully about somone I know,they put there dad into care and the way he gets treated is disgusting, thanks for the comment much love Ben x |
| Ben (80.6.138.109) -- Thursday, July 22 2004, 09:28 am yep barb in the end they are still the same,but i really dont wanna get old!I know its a part of life but i hope i am truly happy whilst growing old, take care much love ben x |
| Tarna (4.226.171.1) -- Monday, July 26 2004, 10:57 am ...gets the best of you. It's hard to know what to do and hard to watch as a person slides from the person you always remember and loved to a sometimes stranger with a precious gift of a moment of recognition when the light shines through. It's so hard to make a choice that makes you feel selfish when it is the only choice you have but in the end wouldn't the person you who was. Want you to live your life. Very touching poem of again and alzheimers if only they could find a cure. So much suffering would be lessoned of those afflicted and those who have to live with those afflicted. It would be comforting to know that when that light finally went out and I was no longer who I could remember and life was filled with the fear that I could lie down and just go to sleep forever. I think it would be nice to have that personal choice for the furture... excellent poem shows the intense feelings involved |
| ben (80.6.138.109) -- Tuesday, July 27 2004, 08:39 am Tarna,what we write is so true,but i think it will be a very long time if never until they find a cure,its not a priority, take care ben x |
| sammy (198.240.128.75) -- Tuesday, June 28 2005, 04:41 pm hey there!you have very good sense of humour Ben! good to know that you will always be there. another great read. |
| Sweetvenom (203.91.193.4) -- Friday, July 1 2005, 01:14 pm I really feel it this way! Its our duty to look after the elderly people but their sufferings..( I don't think I have a heart to take it).Nice poem. It touched me somewhere and made me realize something. I have sometimes been rude to Her(as an Adolescent) but now I love her more and I also feel guilty when she feels the pain.Cause its because of Gyno. |
| Ben f (81.100.175.144) -- Friday, July 1 2005, 06:47 pm about your mum. I did so much in my youth that I do feel guilty about(I stillm feel guilty about some things ive done now),but She knows I love her and all ways will. thanks for reading. |
| jordimaree (220.239.218.52) -- Sunday, October 7 2007, 02:25 am im very sorri 2 here that about ur mum. but that is is beautiful poem thx for that |
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