Mother, You're Getting Older

Mother

You're getting older

I'm getting older too.

Though your beauty is still unmatched

And mine has just hatched

I am becoming a version of you.

Mother

You're getting older

I am still clinging on to you

Endlessly craving your touch

Your advice, your wisdom, so much

Learning to grow as you grew.

Mother

You're getting older

I am stealing your youth.

Slowly you fade, while I thrive

Slowly you die, while I'm becoming alive

What an ugly and bitter truth.

Mother

You're getting older

It pains me to see.

I live in the fast lane

Crying over weight gain

And I drink my sorrows as tea.

Mother

You're getting older

And I am getting afraid.

I need to complete my quest

To gift you the world and the rest

To be the best you've ever made. 

Mother

You're getting older

I'm getting older too.

One day, at the break of dawn

You will be gone

And a part of me will be gone with you.

Reviews

[Carlos Lorenzo Estrada]

I really enjoyed reading this poem of yours. It speaks of inherent legacy between child and mother. Living up to the hopes and dreams of our parents in order to reflect a better version of themselves. Wonderfully written thank you for sharing.

[Omikron]

Thank you for the comment, happy that you enjoyed the poem