Mother, Daughter, Sister (Too Often a Wife) (Originally Untitled) – Written February 2017 (Aged 42)

Mother, Daughter, Sister (Too Often a Wife)

i am sad and i was sad,
because they are no longer here
but sad also for their life
mother, daughter, sister –
too often a wife
i was sad because i knew for her –
contentment was always out of sight
and for him, happiness grew wild
i was sad because i knew –
that they had never known safety as a child
i was sad because pictures fade
and past days can seem long gone
sad that the lighthouse keeper
never kept their light on and kept it shining
i peered at photographs taken long ago
faded as they were by light,
i peered at their face
i was almost looking for long lost life
i was sad and i felt the gap once more
that hole, into which you can endlessly pour
the wound that heals but not quite
and it is always just a little sore
i was sad for their life
i guess in one way it will always be raw
as i find that flickering light




James Garratt – February 2017


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