This poem was an exercise based on a fabulous piece I read a few years back. The poem is meant to be read from top to bottom. Then re-read from bottom to top. The meaning is changed completely. I found this more difficult to do than expected. BTW I was fortunate to have had the bottom to top childhood.  Hope you enjoy this…

you will always be my mother

I love you

time opens our eyes and hearts and heals

I didn’t understand

many things

I needed

so much love and support

I received

scolding, belittling

not

encouraging, cherishing

you were there

all my life

but not for me

you are gone, out of reach

still

I love you

you will always be my mother