But Not Forgotten
\nby cricketjeff on August 5, 2010.\u00a0 \u00a9 Jeff Green, All rights reserved
\nThere are Christmas cards and candles, and there’s mistletoe and more,
\nIn the long unfocused Christmas of her dreams:
\nThere is turkey with the trimmings and there’s holly on the door
\nAnd the world is not as lonely as it seems.
\nShe’s surrounded by her children, and their children soon arrive,
\nBut awake they rarely show her that they know she’s still alive.<\/p>\n
She remembers, filled with laughter, every present every year,
\nWhen the house was not as silent as a tomb.
\nAnd the dreams still make her happy and they fight away the fear
\nOf the thought she’s stuck inside this soulless room.
\nBusy children can’t remember that they promised they would phone
\nSo she wouldn’t feel forgotten when he left her on her own.<\/p>\n
There is candy-floss and sunshine in the summers that she sees,
\nOn those cold and sadly silent winter nights.
\nAnd a lover or a husband gives her slender waist a squeeze,
\nAs her dreams relive a lifetime of delights.
\nNow her children come to see her with a bucket filled with fish,
\nThat she’d still see in their rock-pools if the past would grant her wish.<\/p>\n
Now she sees her daughter standing in a waterfall of lace,
\nWith a posy full of roses in her hand,
\nThrough a veil that’s only adding to the beauty of her face
\nAsks her mother if she’ll ever understand.
\nAll her children know she loves them, and she knows they feel the same,
\nIt’s their lives and growing older that must take their share of blame.<\/p>\n
Now her sons, each looking sheepish in a suit that nearly fits,
\nWait for girls who fill their minds with lust and dread;
\nAnd that awful “other mother” in a storm of teeth and tits,
\nIs a barely hidden giggle in her head.
\nAll her children have their children, and they live their lives apart,
\nShe is happy that they’re happy and she sees them in her heart.<\/p>\n
But her reverie is shattered by the clamour of the bell
\nAnd cacophony explodes the world outside.
\nAre the armies of the demons breaking down the gates of Hell,
\nAnd has she half a chance to run and hide?
\n“HAPPY BIRTHDAY to you Grandma!” rips a tear-stream from her eyes
\nWhen a hoard of all she dreams of spring a sudden sweet surprise!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
But Not Forgotten by cricketjeff on August 5, 2010.\u00a0 \u00a9 Jeff Green, All rights reserved There are Christmas cards and candles, and there’s mistletoe and more, In the long unfocused Christmas of her dreams: There is turkey with the trimmings and there’s holly on the door And the world is not as lonely as it […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"parent":9694,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-4696","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/4696","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=4696"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/4696\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":6812,"href":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/4696\/revisions\/6812"}],"up":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/9694"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=4696"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}