Mother Tree

So I know Mother's Day is about a week away, but as I was picking out a Mother's Day card I was trying to find one to suit my mum, and to suit the relationship we have it reminded me of this poem that I wrote once. (In the end I went for a slightly funny card though)

I wrote this poem two years ago. It's a very special poem to me; it's about the undying love I have for my mother. I know that reading it without me explaining it might be a bit 'strange'... So I'm introducing and explaining this poem this one time. 

So my parents have been the best parents I could ever have asked for, and if I had to power to change anything I would only ever go back in time to tell them that I loved them everyday. This poem speaks about how the love I have for my Mum, and how the love she has for me, has shaped me. And it's about how, if anything, my mother's love for me is too strong... We're both such emotional people that we always seem to understand the other very well; sometimes she'll notice something is amiss before I've even realised it myself, and visa versa. 

There may sound like there are negative connotations within this poem, but in a simple (yet long) expression, it's a tale of how hard it is for me to let go; even though I am my own person and I'm now stepping into the big world wide to lead my own life, I've had to let go and that I miss all the little negative things in a strange kind of way, as they make you, well, you... I love you, Mum. Even though you're emotional, overprotective, crazy, (very) forgetful and sometimes grumpy, as I said "You have too many weaknesses", but your roots are so strong that none of your weaknesses will ever defeat you. Sometimes you need reminding of that, and so here it is. Remember this, Mum; you are my tree. You've made your roots, you're so much stronger than you realise, and I'm your little bird flying off into the world. But fear not, I'll always come back to you <3

An oldie but I love it

My Mumma as an ickle babe

Mother tree

Oh she who’s done so much for me

The guilt that it gives me

I love you for forever

But liking you becomes thorny

When you make yourself so

Your ears that listen

But never open

Your eyes that look

But never see

Oh the ever growing tree

I never understood how you thought

The gnarling roots of a twisted tree

So grounded in your home

You were always there to protect me from rain

You arms wide open to comfort

Your heart so large to love me forever

But who can say the owl is wiser than an ancient tree,

For the tree has been here longer than me

But it’s skin so hard,

Never moving, never changing,

Never letting down your guard

I know you will always be there

I know that I will always find you

My mother tree –

Forever a part of me

But you lied when you spoke

For every word I heard

Was lost among others of your past

Like the leaves of your branches,

You have too many weaknesses.

As beautiful, loving and caring

You never move or consider,

You mind’s made up before you decide

Your ears that never open

But I remember the day

That I moved away

From that sweet loving tree

No longer holding me

The freedom of the rope releasing,

The pain of the comfort of air

The scars that show forever where I’ve been

The mark of your love so unfair

Oh mother tree,

You’ve left your mark on me

I will never let the memories go

While you live your life so slow

As I pulled away from your roots

You twisted even more,

Your leaves of sadness,

Filled with sorrow at my leaving

And as I grow, forevermore

You still pine for my company,

Your love that scared so much

Imbedding and growing in me,

As I stand alone to think,

I look back on the past and see,

That what was once you, will soon be me,

I could step no further as the grass grew round me

My feet became the roots

My arms became the branches,

My skin the un-penetrable bark,

Never able to let anyone deep in

But as the birds I dreamed to be,

Began to fly away from me,

I knew I had to be

What you secretly wanted for me

Un-lifting my roots,

Shedding my leaves,

Breaking from the bark that held me

But forever I will hold onto this part of you

The comforts that you gave to me,

The undying love that never let me suffer,

The beauty in you that set me free,

The scars of your love,

Oh mother tree,

Protector of me

I only wish that you would see.

Lily Moore,

December 2011