Mother, I hope that you are well

Mother, I hope that you are well

I remember lullabies

And the subtle feeling of love

There were never any hugs

Jabs of pain from disappointment

On your birthday when no one had any presents

You would smile 

Understanding you were less

Forgotten in your role

Loving and kind

Never really saying no

But now we’re all grown 

A quiet house greets you 

No husband, no child

Just the mild acknowledgment that you were still alive

With the once a year greeting 

Maybe a phone call 

I take it you are well

In the quiet of the night 

When all that’s left is your final goodbye

I wish you well 

On your last journey onward

May you find joy beyond the passing of time

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