for hand turkeys never drawn
for carpools never driven
for nights never spent
with colic
with fever
with bad dreams
for backtalk never heard
for bones never broken
for whys never asked
with giggles
with anger
with frustration
for walks never taken
for games never played
for hands never held
with pride
with fury
with anticipation
for parallels never parked
for sex talks never dreaded
for futures never wondered
with hope
with joy
with longing
for all the nevers
for all the evers
i offer my tears
to mix with yours
you childless mothers
on this dark day
which is our day
too
© s rogers Mother’s Day 2009
