Mother's Day

Ahhh, another Hallmark holiday is here. Below is a poem I wrote recently that sums up my feelings about that role. I think I'm kinda ambivalent, after 21 years.


Inaudible whispers
Phantom touches
Layered, sheer
Evaporating

Heart aching
Breaking
Letting go
Letting be
Freeing

Part of me
Is you
Becoming you
Is me
Becoming null

Empty quiet
Peaceful oblivion
Slow tumble
Into new being
After mothering.