Tuesday, May 19, 2015

Mom, the Constellation

That's me, Mom, a special constellation.
A comet whizzes by, trailing its icy tail.
My daughter discovered this special arrangement
of stars on holiday to the Moon, looking back
wistfully at her Earth, the ultimate Mother Ship.
I"d never seen it, head down, too focused on
the immediate, the next project, the next meal,
the next poem, the next recital.
I need to look up at the Mom constellation
and enjoy the recognition that I did
a good job, at least, the best that I could
possibly do. 

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