She Winked At Me

The Great Depression and then the Dust Bowl - I was but a child as these took their toll And as the light went from my mother's eyes Who could understand the wheres and the whys Then followed the war that swallowed the world And re-lit the spark as our flag unfurled Mother worked hard in the teeth of that gale Never thought of loss though the light grew pale Then one day it was over finally My mother squeezed my hand and winked at me She had known it all along, hadn't she Not ever before had she winked at me Then the years fell away till all were done Should have said I was proud to be her son How many words have tumbled from my head But, oh, that sentence that I left unsaid 4-17-19 Contest:What Was Left Unsaid Sponsor:Line Gauthier