mum and i were never friends.
we fought and battled
often wordlessly and
through malicious silences.
neither won.
neither gained.
festering resentments,
burning betrayals
followed our journey.
always we loved each other deeply.
her ageing years
brought us closer.
we had both mellowed,
and fighting was no longer necessary.
an unearthly peace
reigned over both of us,
and the sigh follows me still.