I wrote this in 1998 as a mother's day present for my mom. I post it as a birthday present to her on what would have been her 89th Birthday.
I
look down at my hands and think. “Whose
hands are these?
Certainly not mine,
they look like Blanche’s.”
freckly spots
creases and lines
worn fingernails
smooth touch
caring and loving
I
look in the mirror at my face and think. "Whose face is this?
Certainly not
mine, it looks like Blanche’s”
laugh lines
furrowed brow
more freckly spots
classic beauty
a few stray gray hairs
I
look into my eyes and think. "Whose eyes
are these?
Certainly not mine, they look
like Blanche’s”
a certain sparkle
wit
honesty
intelligence
wisdom
I
look into the eyes of my son and think. "Whose child is this?
Certainly
not mine, he looks like Blanche’s”
smart
funny
curious
cute
spunky
I
look into my heart and think. "Whose
heart is this?
Certainly not mine, it
looks like Blanche’s”
kind
loving
generous
compassionate
spiritual
Mom & Artie 1993 |
Mom, Artie & Ralphy 1994 |