May 7, 2022
2 min read
Mothers to Many
Even if you’ve never had one, you’ve had plenty
Open your hearts
you who feel motherless and brace against the dawn,
Armed to the teeth, cheated and snuffed
resenting a void.
Recall and recount,
for on each little finger
a mother stands, open and soft,
sent to you no less by God than had you been born…
