Friday, May 10, 2019

A Poem in Memory of My Beautiful Mother

A poem in memory of my beautiful mother Mary Koziski Drabik (February 24, 1918-January 5, 2017)
by David Young

I see her doing something simple, paying bills,
or leafing through a magazine or book,
and wish that I could say, and she could hear,

that now I start to understand her love
for all of us, the fullness of it.

Click here to read the rest of the poem.
My mother's last Mother's Day (2016)
Mother's Day 2012

Elizabeth Steinglass has the Poetry Friday Roundup this week.


jama said...

Poignant poem -- missing my mother too. Hugs to you.

Linda B said...

"It burns there in the past", lovely. And I love the pictures, too, Elaine. I miss my mother every day, would love to have a chat with her. Happy Mother's Day to you and your family!

Cheriee Weichel said...

I'm missing my mother these days also. I've discovered that there is so much I should have asked her now that she is gone.

Kimberly Hutmacher said...

Mother's Day can be so hard for so many reasons. The poem you shared is poignant. My hugs to you. Hold on and take comfort in the memories.

Liz Steinglass said...

"A modest lamp" says so much. I've been thinking of Louise Bourgeois' spider sculptures and asking myself what metaphor I would use for my own mother. Happy Mother's Day to you and yours.

Kay said...

Such a poignant poem -- mother's day can be so hard for so many. Wishing you peace today.