My mother Ruth

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My Mum Ruth with our two cats Twilight (left) and Shadow.
My Mum Ruth with our two cats Twilight (left) and Shadow.

A birthday banner.
Colourful balloons.
A dual celebration,
Easter and a birthday bash.

A celebration.
To celebrate.
Well wishes.
Candles on a cake.

85-years-old,
quiet and unassuming,
strong and protective,
a heart overflowing with love.

A three-tier birthday cake,
of walnut butter baked,
red roses and white icing,
number 85 sits on top.

The three-tier birthday cake, a gift to my mother from my talented cousin who baked and decorated the cake.
The three-tier birthday cake, a gift to my mother from my talented cousin who baked and decorated the cake.

Lived through WWII,
a father lost to war,
no memories of him.
my grandfather just a name.

A convent girl upbringing,
friendship forged in school,
those left still loyal,
the bond of friendship strong.

Words borrowed:”you’ve taken me
from crayons to perfume”
I am what you taught me,
Strong and caring.

Your 85th birthday party,
we celebrate your happy day,
Happy Birthday Ruth.
Make a wish, cut the cake.

By C.E. Pereira
(25-7-2015)

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