Mummy Tomorrow Will Be Better.
The little girl is woken up by the sound of her mother's cry
Sadly, the little girl has no need to ask she knows why.
She creeps down the stairs and walks to the kitchen door
Where she sees her mother slumped on the wooden floor.
The mother beckons the girl into her arms, holds her tight
The little girl asks her mummy are you going to be alright.
She replies I will be OK darling, and they both start to cry
The little girl tries to wipe the tears from her Mummy's eyes.
She moves her Mummy’s hair; she sees bruises on her face
For Mummy and the little girl, the world is a horrible place.
Mummy kisses the little girl tenderly on the head and said
Darling, I promise i will be okay you need to go back to bed.
The little girl asked Mummy can I sleep in your bed tonight
She hugged her even tighter and said OK just for a little while.
They picked themselves up and made their way up the stairs
The little girl says to her Mummy you will be safe now I'm here.
They snuggle up under the quilt and to hold each other close
What's the future holds for either of them no one really knows.
The little girl tells her Mummy I will love you forever and ever
Then closed her eyes and prayed, that for Mummy tomorrow
will be better.
Nataiella August 1975.
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Author:
Tobani / Nataiella (Pseudonym) (
Online) - Published: December 15th, 2024 01:45
- Comment from author about the poem: My little sister and i lived together for a short while when we were very young, before we were separated and put into care. I wrote this when i was 12 when i was remembering some of the things we had been through and seen together, i tried to write it looking through her eyes.
- Category: Sad
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A most exceptional write for a 12 year old. A wonderful write at any age. This poem pulls empathy from the reader for a woman and a child. It is terrible when children have to become parents to their parents. The role reversal may make for strong children but it leaves scars. The feels are in this poem and that makes it art
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This is so very ragged and real .. it read like a kick to the stomach .. such poetry needs to be out here for the world to see what really goes on behind closed borders, shutters and doors .. 💜
Thank you Neville for your comment, very much appreciated
Wonderful, tragic, write my friend. I could feel every word in this and, I concur with Soren, this is a great write at any age, let alone 12. I am so sad that this was your sister and your experience. I pray that you and your sister's were able to stay in contact and close despite the separation. Well done, friend. Well done! 🌹👏
Thank you Tristan for your feedback, very much appreciated, Sadly we were not, we didn`t see each other again until we were grown adults and it was to late by then, but thank you
I am truly sorry to hear that. You are welcome, my friend! 🙏❤️🩹
That is so touching. My story is the reverse where Mum got between myself and the flying belt and planks of wood.We we’re both battered and bruised at the end of that beating. I knew then at 6 what it meant for someone to take a bullet with my name on it. Bless you, friend.
Thank you for your feedback, appreciated as always. My Mum never got in the way for me, she often joined in, that`s why i wrote it through my sisters eyes
Very touching, simple lines with high impact. Fantastic!
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A heart breaking write Tobani. Your notes made it even sadder. To be separated from your sibling and in care must have been extremely painful for you. Sorry you had to experience this.
Thank you for your feedback Cassie, very much appreciated as always
Powerful penning
a most poignant write!! 😢
Abuse is a horrible thing
for anyone to have to go through,!! 🙏
Thank you for sharing!!!
Best regards ✌️ Thad
Thank you for your feedback, much appreciated as always
Another all too frequent story, well told. Nice work.
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