My Mum had a birthday – she turned 80 today,
and she jiggled with glee at her afternoon tea,
she lit the candles, and then blew them out,
then we sang Happy Birthday, and all gave a shout.
A box full of memories, the gift that we gave,
scrolls rolled with love, like a small treasure cave,
to be read on the days when she needs a cheer up,
with a biscuit to nibble and a warm milky cup.
I see in her smile, in her dear blue eyes,
the life she has lived has not made her tired,
of the joys to be found in the small things in life,
like a fresh baked cheesecake, and a large sharp knife,
of sitting around and having a chat,
of nothing particular, just this and that,
so raise your glass high with your favourite libation,
a toast to my Mother – an 80 year Celebration.
Three is the number
that should have been four
three is enough
but I still mourn the more
a pitch in time
empty, useless words of air
your last selling point
I got a lapband, just last week,
and the smallest change is just so sweet,
there’s no constant thoughts of “what is edible”,
and I find that freedom so incredible.
I can look at food in all its wonder,
whilst no longer feeling endless hunger,
I can pause and admire it’s pleasing design
without planning how to devour it, in my mind.
The freedom from the endless nag,
is something I have never had,
and the icing on the cake, I’d say,
is I’ve lost 6 kilos since that day.
Dear Fellow Bloggers,
If any are so inclined my Mum’s Blog, From Heart to Head, has Poetry and some photos, of the gentle, thoughtful, and insightful kind.
She is turning 80 on 24th May and I would love for her to get some followers that actually interact with and comment on her posts. Currently she is posting each day about something she is grateful for.
If you would care to visit her blog please do remember that she is 80, a Christian, of good morals and manners and treat her with the respect and kindness you would like your Mother to receive.