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Topic: Mother (as in maternal parent)( 04/24/08)
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Vigil | Writing Challenge By Emily Gibson 04/27/08 |
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I wonder if you breathe your last
Your hair a white cloud
Your skin softened from disuse
No washing, digging, planting
Gardens or children
Anymore.
Where do your dreams take you?
At times you wake in your childhood home
Rolling wheat fields
Boundless days of freedom.
Other naps become your teaching days
Grammar and drama, speech and essays.
Yesterday you were a young mother again
Juggling babies and your wistful dreams.
Today you looked about your empty nest
Disguised as hospital bed
Children grown, flown
You try to control through worry
Drive safely
Get a good night's sleep
Take time to eat
Call me when you get there
I dress you as you dressed me
I clean you as you cleaned me
I love you as you loved me
You try my patience as I tried yours
I wonder if I have the strength to
Manage mothering
Forever.
When I tell you the truth
Your brow furrows as it used to do
When I disappointed you
This cannot be
A bed in a room in a sterile place
Waiting for death
Waiting for heaven
Waiting
And I tell you
Eat, please eat
Sleep well
Call me when you get there.
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