On this Mother’s Day
A different one appears
For it’s the first one
Without you being here
No thought of intention
To buy card and gift
No stop at the store
Or telephone lift
Your hole here is deeper
The wound opens wide
The missing grows bigger
Where you did reside
So I’ll write a letter
Some words of heart to share
What you meant to me
And send through a prayer
One of the soul
Of void of the filling
An intimate sharing
Love of fulfilling
