Reflections: A Mother’s Journal

The sights and sounds of spring always bring to my mind mothers and children. And as the days led up to Mother’s Day, my daily journal reflected on my childhood, my mother, my childhood and being a mother too.

5/5/2017

as they grew
the Lord took her hand
she blossomed too

5/6/2017

tangled roots
buried in childhood
tripping me

5/7/2017

how the grow
lilies of the field
yellow bus

5/8/2017

barbed wire
her spoken prayers
the sparrow

5/9/2017

a tether
between young and old
mother’s will

5/10/2017

how are you
she hears something else
my mother

5/11/2017

my first nurse
without a degree
mother’s love

5/12/2017

wiped with
a downy feather
mother’s tear

left behind
echoes of their song
empty nest

The rooftop
Singing her prayers
The sparrow

5/13/2017

used to be
silence was golden
empty nest

5/14/2017

vibrant hues
a floral bouquet
mother’s pride

Mother's Day

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