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Letters to My Mother~ Part 2 by Joan SerratelliDear Ma
Today is your birthday
and I didn't forget
We lit the Candle
as promised
and said the Kaddish
I cried
Your Granddaughter
and Great Grandson
were over
taking a bath
She knew I was crying
but understood why
As I was crying
I looked at your picture
and promised to write
this poem
I still regret
treating you
as badly
as I thought I did
but that's water under
the bridge
I cried that I wished
I was as strong
as you
but I'm not
I tried
I did the best I could
but I guess that still isn't
good enough
I want to be
more like you
But I can't
I'm me
and me is the only thing
I can be
I'm not you
I wish I was
You deserve better
than this
from me
but I tried
I really did
and I will continue
to try
until
the day I die
I knew you
couldn't live forever
but I wish I had more
time ~ time to spend
with you
You just never knew
how much I loved you
and I did
I really did
I just never
was able to tell you
but I can now
in this letter
that you'll
never read
I'm sure you're looking
down at me
wondering why
I'm writing this letter
to someone
who exists only in my mind
I also want you to know
that I don't blame you
I know that you always
blamed yourself
for what happened to me
but it wasn't your fault
It wasn't anyone's fault
it just happened
it just happened to me
Life isn't fair
you always taught me that
and I learned my lesson well
I'll try to do better
I'm trying to get better
but it's not working
as quick as I want
Patience was never my strong suit
but I don't need to tell you that
you already knew
Life deals us a hand
and we must play it out
good or bad
we win or we lose
and in the end
it all evens out
All I really want to say
is that I love you
nothing will ever change that
So Happy Birthday Ma
I'll talk to you soon
I just wish you were here
to hug you and love you
on this very
special day
I'll never forget
that you were here
and you made a difference
after all is said and done
the only thing that matters
is that you were loved
and remembered
and you are
Dear Ma
I just hope
that you're healthy and happy
and the pain has stopped
and tell Dad that I love him
and think about him alot
I'm sorry for rambling on
this way
but there were things
I just needed to say
Dear Ma
Please forgive me
for acting this way
and someday
when my life is over
I hope someone remembers
to write me a poem
and light a candle
that's all I ask
05/11/2009 Author's Note: My Mother would have turned 84 today. I know this is not my best work, but it is what it is. I cried when i wrote this, so don't judge me too harsh.
Posted on 05/11/2009 Copyright © 2026 Joan Serratelli
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Maude Curtis on 05/11/09 at 02:59 PM Joan, I know sometimes we feel we never live up to our parents expectations but tske it from one who knows they are always proud of us and love us unconditionally. Your mom is looking down on you with love. |
| Posted by Kris Mara on 05/11/09 at 03:48 PM heartfelt emotion...it's very tender |
| Posted by Charlie Morgan on 05/11/09 at 05:29 PM ...joan, it's the best work o' your heart's feelings, i feel much like you but i didn't pen one...so i stand in appreciation of this pome and your gutsy words[so simple]...she is pleased. |
| Posted by Clara Mae Gregory on 05/12/09 at 01:31 AM I don't judge you, Joan and Your poem is an honest, heartfelt expression and it came across to the reader very well.It is a good write and my eyes teared up a bit for it got me thinking about my own mother too. |
| Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 05/12/09 at 06:49 PM You can be proud of your awareness of all these things. The future's there for anyone to change, the past is that door bolted and sealed. And it does make a fine poem, frankness and honesty are often the only tools we are left to work with. Thanks. |
| Posted by Nanette Bellman on 05/14/09 at 08:53 PM Joan, this brought tears to my eyes. You're mother would be proud and honored. |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 05/17/09 at 04:40 PM A love letter - what could be a better birthday present! Her influence on you was profound and it comes through clearly here. I'm glad she was your mom. |
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