I just posted the first real thing I've written in a long time. I was reading the newspaper and was looking through the mother's day dedications and came across one by a man named Louis who's wife had passed on two years ago. She was a mother of nine. That's really all the details that were given but I was touched and decided to write a quick... I don't want to say poem and I don't want to say song... maybe story? Anyways that’s what the blog below is about. I like it.

Mother of nine, wife of one

Two years had come and gone
A man sits with 9 at his side
Smoking a pipe, hoping to rush the clock
Rocking away the years in a chair his daddy had carved
Seventy years ago
Where had the time gone? A lifetime had passed by him
Now he was waiting for his to pass faster

A priest had said, “Till death do you part”
Seeds planted and grown into beautiful baby boys and girls
Fields of memories with sunflowers shining down smiles

Souls fade like a candle your daughter had made for you
In the sixth grade
The wax slides gentle down an establishment meant to fall
You take it lightly and burn the wick over and over
Hoping your light will flicker and fade
Before the wax hits the base of the stand

Waiting for a god to say, “in life you will part”
Trying to follow her teachings and routines
A gentle kiss, a testament for all of us to lust for
Louis rocks while tobacco burns away the words never said
“I love you wife, mother and daughter”.