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Remembering Mother on Mother's Day

Remembering Mother on Mother's Day

When I was growing up,
I remembered
The time my parents
Bought me a brand-new pair
Of rubber-soled, hi-top,
Black canvas running shoes.
To say I was as proud as a peacock
When I donned the footwear
Was an understatement.
My dad encouraged me
To run (as fast as my legs could carry me)
With those sneakers on
My feet all laced up.
Down the lane
I ran as fast as I could go
And tripped over my own two feet.
I could hear my dad laughing
As I tried my very best
Not to cry (skinned shins and all).

Then, I saw my mother
Running toward me.
Into her arms, she swept up my head
And bent over
To quickly kiss both of my knees.
“There,” she said, “the hurt is gone away.”
The pain was still there,
But I felt guilty and said I felt better.
My dad, still laughing, watched,
And I felt ashamed of my clumsiness
And of loving my mother’s coddling.

After an arduous day of play
And eating everything
My mother set on my plate,
She or my dad would read me to sleep,
And in dreams I would live fantasies.
But there were times
When nightmares awakened me,
Scaring me half to death,
And I would lie trembling in my PJs
With the blankets pulled over my head.
How my mother ever knew remained a mystery,
But she would be there,
Sitting on the edge of the bed
With her hand softly caressing my forehead,
Whispering loving words to reassure
And comfort me and lull me back to sleep.

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