Poems on Mother

A Photograph by Shirley Toulson

The cardboard shows me how it wasWhen the two girl cousins went paddlingEach one holding one of my mother’s hands,And she the big girl – some twelve years or so.All three stood still to smile through their hairAt the uncle with the camera, A sweet faceMy mother’s, that was before I was bornAnd the sea, …

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