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[Rosebine2]

My Mother, by Beth Bayliss

my mother is not on a warpath

and armies could withstand her gaze

she lives and she loves cause she has to

but don’t you dare tell me she’s brave

for this isn’t a fight to be chosen

nor a war in which she could enlist

what else can she do but keep living?

my mum is not brave, she is pissed

stop telling us she will keep fighting

stop saying that it will improve

don’t say she’ll get better

till you’ve seen the letters

that gave us the terrible news

so don’t call my mother a warrior

you can lose all the bellicose bull

at stage four you are not in a battle

you are living your life to the full

and that’s how we lift up my mother

and the brilliant woman she is

we don’t talk about fighting or losing

we look at the love that she gives

my mother is not on a warpath

there’s no other road she can take

when your options are go on or give up,

tell me, what choice would you make?

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[Lizzieanne]

brought tears to my eyes, so true. Thanks for sharing

[Rankij11]

in a nutshell…………

[Lilyada]

so powerful and so true…very moving. Thank you. Xx

[NewtonEmma1900 in reply to Lilyada]

That is exactly what we are all doing! Thankyou x

[27-359]

lovely!

[Haeh]

Thank you. Hits the nail on the head

[delia2]

Thank you! I love this. It’s exactly how I feel. Xx

[Cumbrianlass5]

This is brilliant. Sums it all up. xx

[Emsymits]

love that! 😘

[Lampadusa]

A wonderful poem .So very real and true .Beautiful!