Tag Archives: mother
Trip To The City
Traffic zinging, Blowing snow where do all these people go, as many going the other way no one seems to stop and stay. Doctor, dentist waiting room chairs all full before high noon. Mother tucked back in her suite aching … Continue reading
Don’t Smother Love
Holding tight and letting go is part of life, of love, I know. A path I never thought I’d choose becomes the one I fear I’ll lose. Hold too tight I crush the one whose constant love helped me become. … Continue reading
Broken Mommy
Like Barbie doll who lost her head, or threadbare teddy bear in the bed, like a wind-up toy, going round and round or Munch’s scream without a sound some of us weren’t Donna Reed we only knew life through our … Continue reading
Imperfect Afghan
You wanted me to be perfect. I never made it, but I have learned to accept my imperfections. I don’t unravel the whole thing, start again, as you would have done when what I set out to do is less … Continue reading
