Welcome home   C



For those of us mothers
whose children have gone their way:
We must mother ourselves
mother each other
to help fill the vacuum
from an expanded heart
the heart that motherhood
allows

We must love what awe can
friend, parent, bird, plant-
stone
and continue to thrive
on what love we find
now that the big love
is bent on finding
its own.

So welcome home
dear mother
Welcome to your own
once again
Where the far flung wings
still echo from your own- 
still pulling the strings
and the ghosts of those
long lost and
persist to enliven
those we deal with now....

Phoebe


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