At eight years old
I saw my mum grow down
At nine years old
I witnessed her in hospital
At ten years old
She forgot my birthday
At eleven
I could not comprehend or fathom
The words to express
How I feel
I watched my mum blossom
Only to wilt
I could fix a summer draught
With the tears I refuse to cry
At seventeen years old
I still cannot gather those words
Jul 17, 2015
Jul 17, 2015 at 7:42 AM UTC
At eight years old
I saw my mum grow down
At nine years old
I witnessed her in hospital
At ten years old
She forgot my birthday
At eleven
I could not comprehend or fathom
The words to express
How I feel
I watched my mum blossom
Only to wilt
I could fix a summer draught
With the tears I refuse to cry
At seventeen years old
I still cannot gather those words
