Sunday is
Mother's Day.
I thought I was
ready
to face it
without you.
I was wrong.
You were always
there
When I needed to
talk.
Did you ever wish
I'd just shut up and
listen?
I'd love to listen now
To the details of
your life
But we ran out of
time
Before I asked all my questions.
Why did your
mother work?
Couldn’t be a
"housewife"?
What did she do
to you
For you erased
her forever?
Did you resent the times
she left alone you all alone
to make mustard sandwiches
for your little brother?
Did you have your own goals?
Did you really
want to be
a wife, mother
and teacher
Or was that just
the easy path?
Life was all
mapped out,
You just followed the plan,
but I remember the time
when you cried in the kitchen.
You asked my
brother and I
how we would feel
if we didn't live
with Daddy,
But that wasn't the plan.
Did Dad make you
happy
or were you just
a bit relieved,
After years of
deferring to him,
when he passed
away at sixty.
I bet it was
freeing,
if a bit lonely,
to finally live
your life
exactly like you
wanted.
Did you like
being my mom?
I know I caused
you heartache
with my constant
drama
and poor choices.
How many times
did you have to
bail me out
financially and
emotionally?
How many tears
did my
selfishness cost you?
Did you ever wish
I'd just go away
and leave you in
peace
like your mother
did?
Like my father
did?
I appreciated all
you did for me,
I wanted to pay
you back,
but I just got
too busy
living my life.
If I'd only known
what I know now
I would have
spent more time
Listening and
doing
exactly what you
wanted.
