Dear Mummy

• Hannah Rahimi, Grade 12
• Poetry
• 2018

Growing hands. Growing feet.
Smiles with a full set of glowing teeth.
Big cries of worry and doubt,
A mother tends to figure them out.

The disappointments I feel I have given,
Calmed and soon to be quickly ridden.
Divided by words.
Connected through words.
All of differing tongues.

I feel I will regret.
None of your own fault, that is clear.
A family stronger than time can tell,
All because you have done and do so well.

Love that is always provided.
Love that remains undivided.
Love, that is beyond my words of “Thanks”.