Just One Love.

I looked deep into that tired old face
Now full of lines, yet still had grace
The hair now grey and dulled by time
Once rich the colour of red wine
The smile that once had lingered there
Had long since gone to who knows where
The weathered hands upon her lap
That once held mine in gentle wrap
Caressed my neck and cupped my face
And wrapped me warm in Irish lace
Unconditional love, she gave to me
In the hope that one day I would be
In the image of my father
The one she longs to see.



Poetry by penfold18
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Written on 2007-05-02 at 08:37

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M Heathcote
This is a truly wonderful poem
and a very moving to read
which just flows of the page
2007-05-02


Rob Graber
This powerful poem makes me grateful that I still can see my mentally-failing mother smile.
2007-05-02


lastromantichero The PoetBay support member heart!
Beautifu lgraham ma dream to read and so poignantly loving well done rgds mike
2007-05-02


Elle The PoetBay support member heart!
Beautiful and poignant poetry - a pleasure to read

Elle x
2007-05-02