You were supposed to grow old and weary.
I would visit you each day and call you dearie
Saying you were a “caution”
And how would you manage without me.
You were supposed to watch me grow
Buy me pads to stem the flow
Tell me not to smile at boys
And the Crucial word was No.
You were supposed to ask me for rent
And borrow more when that was spent
You were supposed to buy a hat
And make a spectacle of yourself
On my wedding day.
You were supposed to be the mother-in-law from Heaven
Ganging up-and wishing you were thirty years younger.
You were supposed to ride the carousel
And sit in a giant teacup
Whirling-Whirling-Whirling.
You were supposed to sprinkle stardust
On my firstborn.
Tell me it would be easy the next time round.
You were Not supposed to go out Alone.
My Mother decided to go out alone aged 31 years