I could always tell how my Mother was
if she clenched her fist .

Sometimes she even turned into a ventriloquist .
"Hello Mrs Doherty . (Under her Breath )Stand still .
She'd say .
(under her breath) Wait till I get you home .
Then we'd walk away ,

There would be some threats between words like ,
"I can't take you anywhere .

I've just about had enough of you and she'd give me a stare .
She'd pull my hair and say ,
"Look at the dirt in your ears "
I'd laugh .

Just think about it ,
You'd need to have a neck like a giraffe .

Then she'd say ,
"I'll put a smile on the other side of your face ."
Or
"If you want to stay here you better get out of this place. "

There's going to be changes mark my words ,
I'm talking to you .
It is going to stop if I have to beat you black and blue

I'm sick of the fighting and if it doesn't stop I'll kill you ."
God bless our Mothers .
They've loved us and helped us to make it through .


By Paul McCann