@}~'\_. Sing It To Me, Patsy._/`~{@

The piano opens
her favorite song...
the soothing, melodic notes
of a different era

yes, this is
the song of her
sorrow, her regret...

Patsy belting out
just how's she's feeling
and she's sitting there, crying
what in the world did she do?
he's not there
and her heart,
is breaking in two.

I sing the words
she knew so well
when she felt so sad,
those days she thought
she was alone, unwatched...

... and turn
to see my own daughter
watching the tears I cried,
listening to my mother's song,
regretting I didn't
appreciate her song sooner...
and missing her so much more.

by Lee Degnan

Comments (15)

Lee this a beautiful poem that displays a mother's love and the sadness of realising through a sad song. Wonderfully written from the heart. Top marks and thanks for sharing it my friend. David
Nicely done Lee. I understand completely......Love ya sis
I don't believe any us truly appreciate our mother's love (beyond the ego-driven possessive need of it) until we have our own children. Then something changes - and we can shove her off the pedestal and let her deep inside our heart. A loving, honest piece that many readers will relate to and shed a tear for. love, Allie xxxx
This is such a reminder to me, I just found my daughter and hugged her...She looked at me like I'm nuts...but so I am.. Thanks
So what song was patsy singing, that seems to be the question, most people missed, although the write does speak for itself,10-10 again lee, Lee..x
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