#152 Random things about my mother

My mother whose eyes were strained By a sadness that stained her eyes With grey and blue hue My mother who never blew Out candles on a birthday cake My mother who never knew The thrills of flying in an airplane My mother who forever threw Her pearls to swine My mother who knew No contentment in living My who mother never lived To be even seventy two My mother who it is true Stopped living long before she died My mother from whose mouth flew Words of disappointment and fury My mother whose lips Tasted bitter tears My mother sat impatiently In sorrow through her years My mother who was tamed By my father My mother who was captured by my father My mother who fought with my father The two them struggling false teeth piercing each others flesh My mother who my father told to go and cook the mint My mother who would beat us and cause wounds and bruises to our skin My mother who love to walk about My mother who gave a toe A day away My mother who kiked with her stump of a leg after she lost her foot My mother who was a great dresser My mother who could sing Sang on the church choir My mother who would be at the front of the church earliest every Saturday My mother who insisted I be baptized and save by the holy ghost My mother had beautiful handwriting My mother who had nine children for five different men My mother who tried to settle down with my father My mother who could never swim My mother who loved to sing My mother who would tie us up on leashes and take us for long walks through the town My mother who sought out hand me-downs – for our clothing My mother who was active in the Welfare Society at church so she could cream the crop for her family. My mother who instigated many a conflicts with her numerous friend was left with only a few in the end. My mother whom I so wanted to help evolve My mother who I helped to live My mother who I had to let die My mother who lives in me Sources : Google