Thursday, 14 April 2016

My special person

My special person.

Grey misty hair
Hangs on to
Her shoulders.

Her wrinkled
Face smiles
At me.

The jeweled
Pounamu grips
Around her neck.

Her hazel
Eyes stare
At me.

Her voice, beloved
And friendly,
Comforts me.

Kind but
Grumpy at times
Just like my cat.

Welcoming and willing.
She owns many gems,
Including herself.

1 comment:

  1. That is so nice! Is it about your mum? Because it reminds me of my mum :). My favourite line is 'She owns many gems, including herself'. The emotion that you evoke in this is calmness, it's the kind of poem you'd read when you're angry and you want to calm down. From Sophie W :)