To the Mothers

To you who hug best

Most beautiful in our eyes

The warmest sun

The kindest eyes

With soft blanket of words

to hush us to sleep

reassure us

keep

us fed, us whole

To those with the soul

of their child in the sky

To a love that continues

Bright angels passing by

To those mothers who are

beyond us now

Smiling from mysterious sparks

that watch us while we live, how

we toil, in joy, in the dark

To my own mother

My inspiration, 

My indignation,

My idol, my best friend

in the end

I saw you once after you had gone

and you looked great and classy

and happy and sassy

and I can’t wait

to see you again.