7 years ago my mother transitioned to the Great Beyond. I love you mom. This poem is about the first date I ever remembering her having. I was in 8th grade.
MOM’S DATE
I hear the door open downstair
A giggle echos up with a thud
I’ve been waiting for her anxious
Waiting and wondering
ear to door, ear to door listening
She doesn’t date and has a date
A date with a father of a girl I know
A girl I know and don’t like so much
Not so much at all.
I throw open the door, I open it wide
Her shoe lays on the top step,
On the top step all pointy and
pointing at me standing there
“Mom, mom is that you? Is that you?”
More giggling and her other shoe flies
It flies over the bannister lands at my feet
Of course it is her, I know it is her
There are her shoes. There she stands
On the landing, standing there looking at me
Eyes all twinkly with laughter flowering out
She stands there staring at me with blooms for eyes
Mouth tightly puckered, zipped tight staring
I was horrified of her shoes laying there
Right there laying at my feet at the top of the stairs
Sue’s daddy took my mommy
Took my mommy to shoe-flying school
It put sparks in her eyes and makes her silent
And what was I to do? “MOm?”
She snorts and unzips her mouth
Her teeth are on fire, a burning Sun
Pouring the heat of her out and all over me
I scream in horror, she gives a muffle of laugher
and spits the Sun out at me, right at me
It hits my leg burning me deep. I am on fire
I stop breathing. She pours her laughter
Up those last few steps on to my burning legs
Cool laughter that quells the fire in her embrace
She picks up the Orange peel at my feet
Waves it, waves it in my face laughing
We plop on the top step. On the top step
We laugh, we laugh and laugh at the orange peel
Her pointy shoes still pointing at the two us
Sitting there on the top step, laughing tearful
I am sure I never will like Sue or her father ever
Never ever never. But then my mother
My mother hadn’t been than funny in years
So many years.
what a lovely ode to your mom..I’m sure you got your sense of humour from her!
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thanks…
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Thank you for making me weepy girl….beautiful.
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thanks honey
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I love this story!
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Thanks Betty
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Such a sweet memory!
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