Supper Time

SUPPER TIME


"Its supper time dear!
Where have you been?
You look like something
that ole alley cat brought in."

My mother was a sight
for my weary eyes to see,
as I opened up the gate
stained andfilthy as could be.

I didn't know for sure
just how mad she would be
when she saw that I had ruined
the dress she made for me.

Weary, cold, and tired
with a dirty tear stained face,
I ran to my mother's arms
waiting for my embrace

Sobbing, I tried to tell her
that I had tried to stay clean,
but I got lost in the woods
while playing near the stream.

And how suddenly the sting
of an angry honey bee
made me run away and fall
into a mud hole by the tree.

Mud had splashed into my eyes
and blinded my eye sight.
I knew I had to get up,
but all I could do was cry.


With mud covering my face,
I was lost far from my home,
Cold, wet, and hungry,
I felt so all alone.

But my mother held me close.
Her words were very warm,
like a blanket covering me
and protecting from all harm.


"Poor child of mine,
don't you realize
that I listen closely
for your voice at all times…

There is not a path too far
or a hole too deep,
that I wouldn't run to
if you would have called for me."

She helped me in the house
And gave me clothes warm and dry.
Then she gently wiped away
every tear from my eye.

With much compassion and care,
mother untied from my feet
those muddy, heavy shoes
and set my burdened path free..

Then she picked out a feather
gently from my hair, a mess.
And she laid it in my hand
with agentle soft caress.

"Oh mother! " I exclaimed…
"This belonged to my friend! "
"Who? " asked my mother,
with her all knowing grin.

"The bird in the woods…
with his song that led me
around a patch of quick sand
that from the ground I couldn't see."

I went on to tell her of
his kind smile that knew
just how to ease my mind
with his peaceful kind of view.

For a moment I'd felt safe.
And my fears became quiet.
But then he flew off suddenly,
before I could say goodbye.


As mother listened closely,
she said with words so wise,
"Your friend has not left you dear.
It was just his suppertime."

Suddenly I realized
the pain of that bee sting
and all my many sorrows
were gone forever instantly.

The aroma from the table
filled me with such life.
What a meal she had prepared
to end my day so full of strife.

I had been so afraid
she would send me away
when she saw me at the gate
in the mess I was that day.

I looked into her eyes
full of light and mercy.
And I knew in my heart
of this love I wasn't worthy.

I knew I was home now.
And all the worries on my mind
vanished as she said these words…
"My sweet child….its Supper Time."

He will wipe every tear from their eyes, and there will be no more death or sorrow or crying or pain. All these things are gone forever." Revelation 21; 4

by tammy jennette

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Comments (4)

What a great piece of a parent's love. Well written with a poet's narrative style. And Revelation 21: 4 wraps it up. Thanks for sharing. This is the first piece I read this year, and it's worth it. (I beg to share this piece with friends)
What a great piece of a parent's love. Well written with a poet's narrative style. And Revelation 21: 4 wraps it up. Thanks for sharing. This is the first piece I read this year, and it's worth it. (I beg to share this piece with friends and fiends)
But my mother held me close. Her words were very warm, like a blanket covering me and protecting from all harm.. a listening mother, a caring and loving mother........ a wonderful story you have written in a very simple language so crystal clear. it was a joy to read your poem. thank you dear poetess. tony
Write comment. Good start, Tammy. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks