Happy Mother’s Day dear Mom,
Author, sculptor and mentor of my personality:
Pleased, I hope, with what you have read in me;
Pleased, I hope, with more episodes to come.
Yet now I, too, would get some pleasure from
Making you the one in which I see,
Of all the players in my family,
The central character, whom I would gravitate.
How beautiful to move in that direction!
Each of us, a separate source of pleasure,
Reading in the others' happiness,
'Til much description, defines unconditional love.
So would we deepen our connection,
Discovering new passages to treasure
As we follow time towards tenderness,
Yearning for what years unread will prove.
