Raindrops and Rainbows
depression squeezed like a boa constrictor
taking most of the joy from her life
struggling through the Great Depression
she dropped out of high school, went to work
an “A” student, she did what had to be done
although she shed tears nearly every day
her children still made her smile
Mom lived vicariously through us
celebrating each victory of her three children
never missing a chance to congratulate us
life with Mom could be hard
some days she didn’t get out of bed
we, her children, cooked and cleaned
the family joker, I sometimes brought a laugh
cherished were those rare moments
one thing she had always requested –
that we kiss her at her wake
just thinking of this made me sad
but I gave her that last kiss
on skin so cold, hard
each time a raindrop comes my way
I remember the tears Mom shed
but when a rainbow paints the sky
it is her love that I remember
and wish I could kiss the sky
*Entry for PD’s Early Mother’s Day contest
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