My Mother - A Memoir in Poetry

Dublin, Ireland

Early morning, Thursday 4th February 1960

 

We’re alone together.

Mother and I are sitting at the kitchen window.

It’s chilly yet sunny

No clouds

Ever-stretching blueness in the sky.

A big brightness bathes my world.

My mother says, "I have a surprise for you on your special day."

The thrill of anticipation zings through my young bloodstream.

She goes and fetches it

And presents me with it.

I open it

Excitedly.

I can feel her smile at me.

Today is going to be different.

Why?

I have no idea it’s just a thought that’s popped into my mind.

Something mysterious but warm and lovely radiates from her, my dear mother.

I stare at the revealed colourful gift I hold in my small hands

It’s a birthday card

I’m excited to see the number 5 emblazoned in bold red on the front.

A milestone

I have attained half a decade

All these endless seconds, minutes, hours, days, weeks and months

Amounting to just a handful of years

A pinnacle for me

So much have I lived and yet so much to look forward to

from this vantage point of innocence.

We talk and I converse in adult tones as only a new 5-year old knows

We laugh together as we chat and

She takes me on her knee.

She is wearing a turquoise flowery patterned dress

I breathe deeply as I savour her tender maternal smell.

I begin to understand what this enchanting aura is that surrounds us.

Her arms clasped around me as she continues to bestow happiness on me.

I drink in the joy.

The greatest gift a son could ever have on his birthday

His mother’s love,

Everlasting love.

 

©Nicholas Mackey

10.39am 14 November 2013

 

(First appeared in Red Room, 14 November 2013)

 

 

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