In Memoriam - A Love Letter to 'Ma'
By My Side, In My Genes, At My Back
How do you thank a mother for all she’s done? Impossible, of course. As Billy Collins’ wonderful poem, The Lanyard, recognised.
And here, I wish to say to her now,
is a smaller gift—not the worn truth
that you can never repay your mother,
but the rueful admission that when she took
the two-tone lanyard from my hand,
I was as sure as a boy coul…