Mother Divine

If you were here,
Would we honor this day
Would we call to say hi
Send an e-card or bouquet.
When I was your child
Bubbly and bright
Did you one day imagine
I’d fall from the light.
And when you were ill
Did you pray for my soul,
Did you ask God to keep me
From the pains you were doled?
Would your daughters be close
Would we chat over wine
Things might be different
Perhaps even divine.
Would you have admired my lover,
And baked him sweet bread
Would you have sung to our child
plaited the thread.
And what does God say
To souls wrenched from their babes
You’ve been reassigned
Your love is their spade.
And when I was eight
Your belly was gravid
You had hoped for a son
His name would be David.
But you were off by a twist
A slight arc of fate
You brought forth a third daughter
Divine order is delegate.
And at the cusp of your span,
David came forth on a breeze
He captured my heart
My eternal love he did seize.
Today he’s with you
By senseless decree
Maybe.
His brother came forth
Only in transitory.
Thirty-six years later
On a couch in the sun
Unsure how to feel
I sit here as one.
I’ve lived for our children
and now that they’re grown,
With all whom I’ve loved
I sit here alone.
Mother divine
I wish you were here
To stroll through my garden
And lend me your ear.
I’d say;
Thank you for coming
And giving me life
You fulfilled a great purpose
For this I am blithe.
Brunch in a vineyard
Bellini’s in flutes
Our smiles akin
To you I salute.
© 2017 by Deborah Garcia
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