Just Between Us
Mother, did you mind whenever I lose
patience at your antics? When I frown and
get mad whenever you aim your blue
slippers and hit my face right
on target? When you don't have anything
more to throw because they're all by
my side? When you made all
Sorts of noise because nobody's
looking at you? Have you all counted now
the bulbs at the ceiling and the sunflowers
painted on your placemat?
Do you call me by my name now?
Should I put this fresh Ylang-ylang by your
ears or this single Sampaguita?
Carry on with your song, Mother.
Yesterday I brought home a slice of your
favorite bread and rushed to give you. I didn't
find you at your sofa. The lump in my
throat took time to subside.
...and Mother, I miss you. Yes, I sincerely do.
Copyright © Evangeline Novio | Year Posted 2016
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