Do You Remember. Poem by Maria Shaw

You see wrinkles as I grow older
I see lines caused from laughter
every wrinkle old and new
brings precious memories of me and you.

You grow impatient, you start to shout,
I know sometimes I repeat myself
I wonder do you remember
when your eyes were full of wonder.

You tied me up in knots
question after question
time and time again
as I patiently explained.

As you grew older
I did my best to help you
I wrapped you in my arms to console you
I gave my life to steer you right.

Now you are grown
with a life of your own
work and commitments keep you from home
I only wish you'd pick up the phone.

I don't mean to be a burden
but these walls are closing in
and all I have are these memories
etched upon my skin.