Mother's Day - Looking Back

 I wrote this poem last year. Every year on Mother's Day I think about my Mother even though she's gone. She was my best friend and I miss her dearly.

Oh, Hello Mother 

For Mother’s Day 2020

It’s good you are not here

for you would worry. You’d call me 
every day
to ask me how I am and
if the girls were fine and
if grocery store was busy and
what was out of stock. You’d call me
every day
to make sure I was eating well and ask
when was Garry was coming home again and
if I’d seen the news about the prices going up and
what we had for dinner. You’d call me
every day
to tell me what movie you’d watched and
who you’d played cribbage with and 
how you enjoyed the visit to the gardens to 
see the tulips and rhododendrons in bloom. You’d call me
every day
because you’re bored, 
because you’re anxious,
because it’s all too much for you to handle.
It’s good you are not here to worry.

© May 2020