Life Poem, for my mother, 4 March 2017

Poem:

We were alone

and then we met

and all that should

said to beget

and beget we did

and made a clan

to twist and tie

the rubber band

and in our love

we did find joy

in each and every girl and boy

and from then on

they grew themselves

some were giants

and some were elves

and all were

equally just themselves

and so to bed

to think ahead

half with the living

half with the dead

and all join in

to this odd circus

whose rhymes and reasons

decide the purpose.