A Passing Thought

motherhood, parent catagory

I forget in the shower
The hot water calming my fears
Dissolving the accumulated grit
The water chills, and
My son’s recorder
Playing beyond the door, ajar
Reminds me of the life
I have no memory of choosing
A well I fell into looking for water
A child pretending to be a mom
A girl pretending to be a lover
Take care of me she pleads
Someone make it all better
At least lower a bucket
And I’ll pull myself out

Love Demonstrated

Misunderstandings, , ,

No one loves you
If your mother never did
She may have felt love
for you
But if she didn’t show it
How could you have known

Lacking pride and pose
In its demonstration
from birth onward
A heart struggles to
Support a soul
Lost and wandering

No one loves you
If your mother never did
They may feel love
For you
But if they don’t show it
You won’t know

Missing an anchor
On which to settle
The words I love you
Tickle a heart’s belief
Then slowly float away
Hoping for recapture

Gifts

Christmas, , ,

Child number 58
Girl, age 7, sweatshirt
Loves the Lakers
Frog and Toad books

Child number 56
Boy, age 11 socks
Would like a CD player
With an alarm clock

Gifts bought by strangers
God, let them never know
It wasn’t mom, dad, or Santa
Still, love found those gifts

Did they write a list
And tack it to the fridge
Like my children do
A billboard of dreams

My children don’t ask
for socks, books, or sweats
They expect big ticket
Desires of want not need

Child, number 1
Just love, he asked
Gold, frankincense, myrrh
From kings no less

Strange, life still
imitating a two thousand
Year old story
What Child is this?

Wide Awake Weary

Sleeplessness

The moon keeps me company
Its glow says I’m with you until
Sleep brings you comfort or
Morning comes on the horizon
And the sound of the coffee pot
Signals a fresh page in a life of
Opportunities not understood
The moon gives me hope
I’m not alone in the dark