It's over twenty years since my mother died.
I've searched my heart to find the sorrow
I should have felt then - even now.
Isn't it strange?
My most vivid memory is being caned and
called stupid, for not knowing the times tables.
Mother dear, you didn't know I'm deslexic.
Neither did I.
I forgive you...
jerry hughes
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/over-twenty-years/
