Mom Poem by Gert Strydom

Mom



Mother sometimes I feel guilty
that I left your home so suddenly
without even thinking about you
at the time when I got serious with Riana.

Maybe I did deserve the years of hell with her
but constantly I did only see your love.

Even when she caused
my retrenchment
and with good experience
and a great degree

I know how difficult it is for a white man
to somewhere find a permanent job in this country
and through all of this you were the one Mother,
that stood faithful at my side.

Mother, you have got to forgive
that at times I am so stubborn in life
for all of the times
that I did not appreciate you.

Thursday, September 29, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: mother
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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom

Johannesburg, South Africa
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