I miss my mom so much...
the sore spot in my chest just won't heal.
Here is one of her poems I love.
"Statue of Liberty"
They jeered,
as she came up to bat
and froze over home plate.
Therapies later,
she learned to smack life
with a flaming torch.
That was not the answer either,
so she undid her statue
and emerged -
naked, vulnerable
and free.
Phyllis Selleck
1980
"Statue of Liberty"
They jeered,
as she came up to bat
and froze over home plate.
Therapies later,
she learned to smack life
with a flaming torch.
That was not the answer either,
so she undid her statue
and emerged -
naked, vulnerable
and free.
Phyllis Selleck
1980
Beautiful poem. I miss my mom, too.
ReplyDeleteLovely poem your mom wrote. Saying a prayer for comfort for you today, dear Pamela.
ReplyDeletexoxo...Gloria
What a lovely poem:O)Sending Hugs to you.
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