My mum is coming home today <br />Swiftly moving along the motorway <br />Not seeing a thing but enthralled with the ride <br />Talking and chatting with Sue by her side <br /> <br />“Look! That’s where I lived when your dad was alive <br />Our cottage and garden and car in the drive <br />Oh how I miss that, my little domain <br />Wish I could be there and always remain” <br /> <br />Hush now dear mother, don’t talk of such things <br />You are still here and you give me wings <br />To fly my own path now, as you always did <br />Hush now dear mother, I want you to live!<br /><br />jennifer jane pryce<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hush-11/
