Mom Daughter Poems

Why do you have to go?
why I can't see your face?
why you don't say goodbye
why you leave me with this pain?
why I am so sad?
why...

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A clear-beaded mousie
with a pointy black nose,
twitchable beaded tail,
and ruffly yellow clothes.

The tail can tilt her head--
she nods without a squeak!
Quiet little church mouse,
I bought...

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I bring you flowers, homemade meals, meds, herbal tea
I hope Our Lady of Grace will smile on thee :-)...

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I went for my early morning run,
just me and my young son.
It was to be a lot of fun,
then home for a hot cross bun.
We...

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It wasn’t the life she wanted.
This life drained the light from her eyes,
Turning them to deep gray circles,
Her voice lost its tone,
She lost herself.
Mothering was...

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baby elephants stay with their mothers their whole lives
they follow them for miles, 
hiding in the maternal shade 
of large, floppy ears,
perfect for listening to...

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We used to go shopping you and I.
Sometimes remembering I start to cry.
Those happy times, the fun of the past,
I didn’t realize it wouldn’t last.
I...

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We used to go shopping, you and I.
Dressing room privacy, Mom corner-facing
Then turn, you turn, front and back,
A view from every side.
Ooos  and ahs...

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My first enemy was one I should have loved
He claimed that he loved me but I suppose not enough
He carved the gaps in all my...

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The inklings of a perspective,
I had never even pondered,
That despite all the mistakes,
Not a single year was squandered,
I have held you to a standard,
That nobody...

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“ Did I ever tell you, you are my hero? 
  Did I ever tell you, you are everything 
  I wanted to...

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Who had chicken soup
Simmering in a kettle,
Momma did ...
Letting the flavors mettle

Who baked sugar cookies 
Shaped with a cookie cutter,
Momma did ...
And made with real...

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Back fifty-three long years ago, she left;
my Mom- at the young age of fifty-five.
Yet, she is always with me every day;
my heart and memories keep...

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"All that I am, or ever hope to be, I owe to my mother."

          ...

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As a kid I had three bunnies,
they were free I paid no moneys.
It was Easter time,
I had won them and they were all mine.
I had...

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