tiny shaking shakes me out
the capsules on the floor tell me a tale
she who is ramrod straight
despairs in the midst
I sit with her on the floor
embrace her to me
she gives in
but only for a while
her voices soothes me
her arms hold me
she is again the strong mother
I am again the daughter
"forever, let it be forever,
although that isn't enough either"
let it be more than forever. forever ever after :)
ReplyDeleteYes, it is never enough.
ReplyDeleteGreat to see a picture of you and your mother and your poem stood well
ReplyDeleteWonderfully expressed.
ReplyDeleteAnd a wish of every child too...
It's so hard to watch them change from the strong mom ,to us feeling like that's our role. It happened with my mom and it was sad. I miss my mom today,she passed away almost two years ago.
ReplyDeleteno forever is not enough...moving trib to moms....
ReplyDeleteoh this was moving - holding her while on the floor and feeling again how it was in all the change - beautiful and also a lovely pic of you and your mom
ReplyDeletewonderful Gautami...thanks!
ReplyDeleteAnd it is forever. Lovely poem, Gautami.
ReplyDeleteI love the expression of mothers strength in this piece. Beautiful ~ Rose
ReplyDeleteWhat can be more truer..
ReplyDeleteSo Lovely! Indeed, it is never enough. S many tears this morning...
ReplyDeleteI miss my daughter and my mother...
˙·٠•●♥ Hɑppɣ Møtɦɛяṡ Daɣ ♥●•٠·˙
Its never enough & there will never be anything like it... great piece
ReplyDeleteA lovely piece. great tribute.
ReplyDeleteforever is never enough...a lovely, well expressed poem ~ beautiful! :)
ReplyDeleteHow remiss our Mother's arms!
ReplyDeleteI've been in this place your poem speaks of. It rings true.
ReplyDeleteLet's hope it is forever!
ReplyDeleteits sad when we become the parents
ReplyDeleteBeautifully expressed. Loved it.
ReplyDeleteThis beautiful poem really touched me.
ReplyDeleteForever is never enough, I agree.
ReplyDeleteI understand the idea of mother and daughter changing roles. My Mom and do this a lot. Especially since the death of my father. Who ever is the stronger is the Mom today.
ReplyDeleteA gorgeous expression of tender moments and the sometimes necessary swapping of those roles.
ReplyDeleteTender and beautifully expressive.
ReplyDeleteprayers.
ReplyDeletelet it be lasting for good.
lovely piece.
After reading this, I can't help but think that it is forever. And that love is reciprocal. And that love can be hard.
ReplyDeleteVery touching indeed.
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing.
Those of us lucky enough to be mothers of daughters know we are part of an endless unfolding of love, caring and re-birth.
ReplyDeleteYes. The love of family. Beautiful.
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