Mama's Boy

Just memories of the past

To rise early and be bundled up

Still not really awake

As the car moves down the highway

The sun just rising over the eastern horizon

We have been on the road for two days

My father driving at a high rate of speed

Another adventure of travel

From where we are to where we've been

After a hour and miles behind

Breakfast to fuel the daily run

Towards the past and family pact

Annually we meet like a clan

As we arrive at the park

It's hugs all around

As brothers and sisters

Aunts and uncles

Gathering to see the family of their past

BBQ and potato salad

With bags full of chip

soda for the kids and beer for adults

Kids running about playing games of tag

Throwing a Frisbee sometimes with dad

Lawn darts and softball

There were games to be had

The day comes to an end

Smiles all around from a great time

Then soon again we are back on the road

The adventure begins anew

From where we had been

To where we are now

As the park fades away

 we have miles to go

Tears from my mother

As she relates her fears

Of how soon she will see

Her family and parents again

I sit there in silent sadness

As I see her face drawn

As the tears run down her cheeks

so began my life as mama's boy

Author's Note

Nothing special. Just thoughts this morning.

Reviews

[Autumn Lyric]

Thank you for writing this and for sharing your thoughts. I have no siblings, but I have 2 sons and they both are "mama's boy's". Nothing at all wrong with such a sweet and endearing connection.. Those are the ones that will make sure mom is well taken care of...

[Willard Wells]

Before my father passed, his last words to me were, "take care of your mom". Never have felt that i did good enough, but that is part of life. Thank you for taking time to read my words and comment.

[Not here]

even when you say its "nothing special" i still enjoy reading it. good write :)

[Willard Wells]

Well thank you Dante. The notes as you know are right after the write and being so fresh and only read once or twice, my judgement worthless. I think that's why we come here. Some you know when you write them that they have something that will grab someone and then you have times like this when you have doubts. Greatly appreciate your time and words.

[Not here]

i definitely agree with you, and no problem :) i enjoy reading your writing

[R Smith]

good and bad memories, a lovely poem of life and family, good thoughts :)

[Willard Wells]

Thank you Richard. Appreciate the review.

[JayceeC]

A mother's tesrs are a powerful thing. They make a child want to fix things beyond their control. Family reunions are lovely. My grandmother's family had been meeting for 87 yrs every June. Now that I'm older, it's easy to realize how fragile life is snd I know that next year there will be fewer faces than this year. A great nostalgic piece full of wonderful imagery.

[Willard Wells]

Thank you JC for your time. Appreciate the comments about family and fragile life. It is so true.

[JayceeC]

This is one of your better pieces..long or short. Its a grest read.

[Willard Wells]

Thank you JC. Means a lot to me.

[ANTO]

Its beautiful Will. Such a moment. Im focussing in on the singularity that was the realization by the son of his mother's natural vulnerability - "shes just a human being", if you would permit me. Not superwoman after all.
Truly moving words.

[Willard Wells]

We are all vulnerable in life. When young the sadness is not always understood until years later. She was a human being, but she was always my "SuperMom". Thank you for taking time to read and comment on my work. It is greatly appreciated.

[ANTO]

"SuperMom' - of course my friend. You're very welcome.

[AaronFreitas]

This is an awesome write with shining memories of love, mama and the family bond. Those memories live in us and brighten our dark days for eternity. Great write :)

[Willard Wells]

thank you Aaron I am glad you enjoyed it. Appreciated as always.

[Perkele.7885]

Title~~~Mama's
Stanza #8 line#3 fades
last line only one my is necessary

[Willard Wells]

Thank's for the reminder on "Mama" which I kept meaning to change and thanks for catching my typo or brain drain or whatever it was. Appreciate the reading and commenting. Corrected

[Perkele.7885]

Just trying to keep you on top of your game where your peeps luv u!

[Willard Wells]

Thanks for the love Raj. I feel much better.

[Coyote Poetry]

It is special. About love and mama.
"I sit there in silent sadness
As I see her face drawn
As the tears run down her cheeks
And so began my my life as mama's boy"
When we know love. We are alive. Thank you Willard for the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[Willard Wells]

Thank you Coyote for reading my work. I proudly wear the title "Moma's Boy".

[Coyote Poetry]

It is a honor to be called a Mama's boy and you are welcome.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

A truly sad reminiscence portrayed in a blissfully explicit and descriptive narrative Willard. You capture the essence of this childhood memory well.

[Willard Wells]

thank you John. I seem to be starting to travel back in life to find small tid bits to write about. Appreciate the kind words.

[Samuel Dickens]

No, I think it is special--especially to you. These memories from early life are priceless. Here, you've captured a few frames in time that won't be lost or dissolve into the mist. I write down my long ago memories, too.

[Willard Wells]

thank you Samuel. I am writing more of my history. This was a blend since we made the trip a number of time over the years.