For Mother’s Day a few weeks ago, I decided to employ my inner poet and get my creative juices flowing. Because really, how many pairs of slippers can you buy your mum? I put my pen to the page (or more accurately, my fingers to the keyboard) and wrote a short, imperfect poem for my mum, the best friend I could ask for.
There are too many syllables in some lines and too few in others and if you want it to flow, you have to read it with exactly the right intonation. But I thought I would share it with you nonetheless!
There once was a girl named Lel
A brother and two sisters she had.
Her siblings and parents so loved her,
Because she was never bad.
The youngest of four, she was special,
But ‘special’ in more than one way.
She wasn’t quite like the others,
She was different from the first day.
By nine, they knew she was weird,
She actually did well at school
Books, the others all hated,
But Lel thought that they were cool.
She studied and studied and studied
Getting cleverer all the while
Her siblings did not understand her
But that was simply her style.
By adulthood she was brilliant,
The best accountant yet
All of her clients loved her
She was a woman they wouldn’t forget
But accounting wasn’t her passion
She didn’t like it at all
Boring and dull she did find it
Like hitting her head on a wall
All of a sudden she stopped
She knew that she’d had enough
No more could she be an accountant
No more could she handle this stuff
Inside her there bubbled a feeling
A combination of things
Words, and ideas and longings
Plucking at her heart strings
She put her pen to the page
She let her mind open wide
For the very first time in her life
She let out what was deep inside
A waterfall poured from her
Of inspiration and joy
She let her inner self guide her
She played with life like a toy
Although she’d never before known
What her heart was trying to say
She knew now to trust in herself
And she would never be led astray
From that day forward, Lel lived life
Each day was truly outstanding
Her dreams and her love and her visions
Always and forever expanding