Saturday, June 26, 2021

Mom

 

Some days I still wake up 

on a green plaid couch

To your voice

Singing good morning beautiful

And those days are my favorite

Though always a little bittersweet

Wanting to be five again

With the week’s clothes already laid out for me.

So I go back to bed

And pretend you’re still singing. 

Ingrid 2021




1 comment:

Donna. W said...

Wow. That's great.