By Joan Wilson

Yesterday Colin wrote an Editorial on Mothers and published many tributes to mothers from celebrities old and new.

I am reproducing one of my poems as my tribute to my late mother Blanche Watler who was better known as ‘Mama’. I make no apologies if you have read this poem of mine before.

 

MOTHER (Better known as Mama)

‘Mama’ as we called her was so quiet and sweet

To hug and kiss her was really a treat.

She was fat like mothers of her day you see

Having nine healthy children she was pleased as could be.

She never wandered far from home – no way,

She kept watch for our return each and every day

Anxious that we’d each eat the food she’d prepared

With enough left for the less fortunate we always shared.

 

Mama loved her garden and we could always find her there

Planting, transplanting and weeding we knew she cared.

At evening time you could smell the perfume and powder

With a hat on her head no one could be prouder,

Especially if we were going to church where we’d be together.

I mean she was like a mother hen so proud to be gathered.

With no telephones her voice came across the bush

Shouting – especially for me, I really had to rush.

You see those days we visited each other to play or sing

All our homes had porches and each had a swing

 

Alas, when I was at the age of eight years

Mama’s happiness turned to tears

W.W.11 was raging and the enemy was all around

Suddenly mama was even more quiet and hardly made a sound,

Her oldest son, our brother was at sea and very much involved.

Mama kept listening for news – for the conflict to be resolved

Tears poured from mama’s eyes as she kept looking to the west,

Sitting in her swing she silently prayed and thought it best

“Oh God,” she said, “My precious son is at sea,

Please keep him safe and return him to me.”

 

And this is what mothers have to face today

The uncertainty in one’s heart to lose a son at war or play.

In our beautiful society illegal drugs play a big part

Do your thing report, your suspicions before they start

I know today is Mother’s Day and I wish you all a happy one

Share your love with each other until the day is done.

END

And a very happy Mother’s Day to all our readers.

Joan