A Mother's Kiss

A mother’s love, a mother’s kiss

I knew it once, yet now I miss

For everything I found in life

I seem to ruin, my love, my wife

A daughters laughter, fathers hand

Brothers voice, a golden band

All are past and now have fled

Yet only me I fear have bled

I have a knack it seems to me

Of losing things, like loves and keys

I’ve lost so many, family, friends

I must accept it’s me that bends

I loved them all I miss them so

Yet never failed to let them go

I blame them, yes and feel betrayed

Am somehow sure they could have stayed

Yet always then, when love has paled

It’s somehow always I that failed

I am afraid, so full of fear

My fate may be the story you hear

I heard it once when very young

Of such a man, with pride and tongue

Who drove away all those he’d known

Till are were gone, save him alone

Yet by the time, he saw his fate

To live alone, then far too late

To bring them back or find new hope

He chose his end…. with tree and rope

© Tim Wilkinson & Wayne Wilks 2010