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Mothers

Writer: Debbie DaltonDebbie Dalton

They found her, sitting on a bench

 In the market place, listening to the music.

 

Black jeans and red lipstick, T-shirt with

Don’t let the bastards grind you down

 

Dark sunglasses, and long silver hair

Folded loosely in a plait over her shoulder.

 

Oh god Mother, when is this going to stop!

Your 75 years old , the mother smiled

 

At her adult child and said

You aint seen nothing yet !!

8 Comments


Alison Blevins
Alison Blevins
Jun 13, 2024

Welcome back Debbie and brilliant poetry. Love it.

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Keith Trayling
Keith Trayling
Jun 05, 2024

Slide into your grave having lived life right to the end. i've heard there's a club called ' A Dig in the Rave" Now that sounds like a gig. Love it, defiant , positive, bring it on

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Dawson Stafford
Dawson Stafford
Jun 02, 2024

I Like it!

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markcrump2010
markcrump2010
Jun 02, 2024

It takes a lifetime to get old so you might as well enjoy it….good stuff

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Jarlath Busby
Jarlath Busby
Jun 02, 2024

Intriguing- I want to know more. Like the idea of growing old disgracefully.

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