Mama

with gnarled fingers you fix a bow gently touch a little nose hold her tight a second more before she's running out the door reading stories till it's late worrying about her very first date thinking back when she was small seeing notches on the wall a mother's love with all you do this was once all done for you close your eyes when all is safe worry lines that won't erase no longer can I touch your face gone for good your warm embrace I would like just one more time to feel the love that once was mine