dear motheryou hid your heartbehind stone wallsand locked gatesa secret gardenyou never invited meinto for teaglimpses of daisiesblack-eyes Susanslily of the valleystolen throughcast iron postswhile standing ontippy-toe dear grandmotheryou gave your lovemore easilymy constant gardenertending to hearthto homeyour summer arms filledwith purple and white lilacslarge blooms of hydrangeathe air around youfragrant with wisteria I have … Continue reading In Search of Our Mother’s Gardens – Christine E. Ray
mothers and daughters
Mother’s Day – Christine E. Ray
bittersweet symphonies echo for this motherless child it has been almost two decades but fingers still itch to pick up old-fashioned receiver on sundays punch in your number tell you about the 90’s elijah earned on spring finals hear you laugh that al is indeed my karma roll your eyes across the miles at my … Continue reading Mother’s Day – Christine E. Ray