I shall always admire mother’s ability to <br />surmount obstacles to her dreams, those <br />things being my dad, my siblings and I <br />grandma Alice and the rest of the family <br /> <br />Mother could have easily succumbed to <br />defeat of marriage and five unruly kids, <br />but she never gave in, followed her own <br />dream-star, played the piano <br /> <br />Organ lessons at the conservatorium, <br />playing Bach, church hymns, conducting <br />choir, never allowing reality to interfere, <br />else she might have been a drudge <br /> <br />But her grooming impeccable; if I had <br />to choose between her and a defeated <br />mom, I’d take her, not needing her <br />affection, as is, she needs nothing too <br /> <br />Grandma Alice ran her household ‘til <br />we kids were grown while she flew free <br />returning to bankrupt dad yet he claims <br />he enjoyed living in her universe <br /> <br />Betray her – she’ll have you exorcised; I <br />leave her alone, unsure what she’ll do next <br />but I prefer a mother I can admire to a <br />dependent invalid in need of sympathy <br /> <br />I’d rather be impressed than agonized by <br />her sufferings, but she must remember <br />when complaining why we do not offer <br />the affection that she thinks her due…<br /><br />Margaret Alice<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/2010-06-21-impressed-rev/
