As my pile of mistakes grow,
So do I to be better and better.
18/7/2019

She nags
She shouts
She cooks, she launders, she cleans,
Thumping,strutting and waddling all day long,
A smack for us and choicest words for dad if we come in her way.
She talks and laughs out loud too,
Sometimes, she doesn't hesitate to give us her piece of her mind ,
For her a stone is a stone,
That is her, my mum,
That is her way of showing her love.
We are her world.
18/8/2019

It is sometimes impossible
to explain the stories
to all the scars
of a broken heart

instead
try to listen to
her ... silence
only then will you truly understand