For My Mom: 1989

What gift can I give you?
So close to that fateful day.
In darker moments you have sighed and said “my life is over”.
Natures trick.

So strong in you to gather, protect and nurture.
Where has your love, your tears, your caring gone?
Your warmth may seem at times reflected back,
Unfelt, unchanged.

But did you know when I put my hand on my crying child’s head
Whispering sssh,
It is you whispering softly rocking him close to my chest.
That love that I feel for my child that I never felt before
That is your love for me.

This I can take with me anywhere and give anytime
So filled am I with this love.
I am so grateful.

If you take this, my thanks
As your gift
I hope it will bring you some peace.
It has for me.

Love,
Cory