Mama's Visit
You came.
Tears fell as we embraced one
another.
Somehow, sustaining
conversation
became a chore after a week.
Togetherness voided privacy.
Squeezing in
responsibilities,
I realized I was not on
vacation;
only you were.
Relieved to return to my
personal
pattern, I watched your plane
depart.
Then cried.
Lois Greene Stone, writer and
poet, has been syndicated worldwide. Poetry and personal essays have been
included in hard & soft cover book anthologies. Collections of her personal
items/ photos/ memorabilia are in major museums including twelve different
divisions of The Smithsonian.
Very nice piece Lois!
ReplyDeleteNice poem. I like it.
ReplyDeleteEnjoyed this piece. Relations and visits are often tricky. Well handled poem! Ralph
ReplyDeleteWonderful poem Lois. I miss my mom who died in 2011. Thank God I have beautiful fond memories to cherish, & we enjoyed every moment we shared together! Good wishes, Chris~
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