Lay your head on the pillow of my yesterday
and hear the whispers in which
I say
I am sorry for the pain I gave
and sorry that I could not save that special thing that you would bring me every night the kissed that tucked me in real tight
the stories told under the passing light of the moon which all too soon became the Sun.
Mum
did I ever say that yesterday was good
did I ever say that if I could I'd make it better
did I write that to you once in a one off letter
Did I write at all?
can't remember now
don't know how I fell off the edge of the universe
don't know if it could have got any worse
but now it has passed
the rashness of the wildness in the wilderness with me no less becoming grown
you had known it all
seen the future come to call and leave with me in tow
before I go
love you
Mum.