Trinkets (first edit)

[Tamara]

I meant this to be a little staccato and hard to read, Thoughts welcome. 
Trinkets

Week nights
I would head upstairs
two minutes before seven,
 
turn on 'Murder She Wrote'
for my mother – her favourite show.
She would beam;
grateful of trinkets now.
 
Some nights
I'd go back down to my room
and sob.


Well crafted with deft word choices that makes the emotions effective without being too dramatic. It's a cathartic write. Lines 3 & 4  in strophe 2 are ambiguous but then you need not give everything to the reader. it's always better to let the reader interpret the poem the way they want to.