Thursday, May 15, 2014

Mother's Day by David Young

Mother’s Day

        —for my children 

I see her doing something simple, paying bills,
or leafing through a magazine or book,
and wish that I could say, and she could hear, 

that now I start to understand her love
for all of us, the fullness of it. 

It burns there in the past, beyond my reach,
a modest lamp.

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