Rest in Peace, Mom
YOUR AUDACITY
Mother, when I think of you,
I see you grinning wide.
Yes, I know you may be gone,
but for me, you’re very much alive.
You see,
I often failed to understand your many unlived lives.
You pushed me hard, you wanted more,
and many nights I cried.
You always ever only sought
to make me grow and not to hide,
so every dream I ever dreamt,
would be mine if I strived.
The best of you––
that truest true
the core of your audacity––
it lives on.
It lives on in my brother and me.
11.19.21 – ALL RIGHTS RESERVED