Mother

Today I think

of all the things

that remind me of

you:

A carnation bloom

of perfection,

laced around edges 

with bright colors 

on so many petals

Iced tea on a 

summer day

condensation rolling

down the glass

dripping from 

holes in an outdoor

table, onto the deck

Stitches placed carefully

upon a quilt,

where colorful blocks 

of color have been placed

so gently,

by your hands

Laughter ringing

at a table, in your

favorite restaurant

where waiters know

you by name

I love you, Mom! Happy Birthday!