Mother's Lessons


Teaching you to walk

              hands held high

                              over your head


The trusting smile

       as wide across your face

                  as your step


Her gentle voice

       leading you

                  from one end of the room

                          to the rest of your life



Mother's Day

(For Elizabeth Rita Batson-Hart)


My wishes

      still tied to her

                  like apron strings


First steps

        pennies tossed

                    birthday candles


                                  like the last chance

                                                   to say

                                                             I Love You