Mothers Gate : Mother Poetry

On my first day at school my Mother left me at the gate ,

And in that moment there like a orphan I could relate .

I was nobody's child and abandoned by my Mother 

All day alone inside the school I sat looking for her .  .

Who was who and what's new in the school  community,

Then finally  the bell rang at three , I ran to the gate  .

Looking for her face, where or where was she , my Mother ?

Great .

Among all those people she reached out for me , that's my Mum .

With both her arms she lifted me .

"Hello my little son "

We walked home together hand in hand again on that day ,

When I first started school and I thought she had run away .

Now these days school has finished and my lessons have been taught .

My Mother is at home and I in the work place am caught .

The daily grind is where I find I've now become a man  

And my Mother waits by her gate ,

 I visit when I can .

By Paul McCann