ramblings and things
Grannies were stern
And grey and old
Made sure you did
As you were told.
Mams in my day were
Round and jolly and fat
Wore nunty frocks
With big pins in their hats
And for most of them
Motherhood was a career
As they slaved for the family
Year after year after year.
It seemed to me
They worked so hard
With little recognition
Or any real reward
Except knowing that
The flowers of their heart
Pete, Jane, Johnny, Jack
Had the best possible start.
Life has changed; now
Mothers are pretty and thin,
Kids have latchkeys
To let themselves in
And maybe things are
Better in this modern life
Where they need the income
Of both husband and wife.
The Kids are in nursery,
Spend so much time there
But is it really a substitute
For a jolly fat mother's care:
But I suppose, thanks to
That cursed mobile phone
Solitude is a thing of the past
Kids now being seldom alone.
Kids these days
Very seldom roam,
Computers and things
To keep them home;
We had acres and acres
Of fields to play
And a mam’s hot meal
At the end of the day.
I loved my jolly mam with
Nunty frocks and funny hat
And count myself lucky to
Have had a mam like that
She gave me love
She gave me care
But best of all
She was always there.
And I miss my grannies,
Only there for a little while.
They both gave stern love and
Always rewarded with a smile.
Generations