Friday, November 20, 2009

Dear Mom, on your birthday

Under this pearl moon
I lift up memories of movies and afros
Volkswagons and beans and long long walks
to nowhere and back home


Shag carpet and pomegranate trees
tether ball and slumber parties

I remember the hustle
the struggle
but what struggle really
when we had you

Remember the birthdays and biscuits
the bike rides and books
always the books

I celebrate you today
wish you belly laughs and hugs too long too tight
just a little
wish you deep easy breathing
shoes with soles that keep up with you

I wish the wind in your hair and pink on your nails
I celebrate you today
Thank you for life
for love
for peace
for wisdom
for love

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