In Honor of Teeds
Multicolored tears
For one gone too soon
And one who’s denied her hand to hold
Halfway through his journey towards manhood
“Life’s not fair.”
She told him so
Mothers do
When teachers play favorites
Or party invitations never come
Or Christmas budgets aren’t big enough for
Wish lists.
But this.
It’s too big
Even for Mother.
So we weep
And we pray
And in our naked helplessness we come
Together
Giving of ourselves and receiving from others
With a rare and sacred gentleness
We share
And honor the ineffably beautiful spirit
Who breathes love and life in us and through us and among us
Every day
Today that spirit was purring.
Kathleen Taylor - b August 27th 1965 - d October 4th 2006
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