If I’d stop, I’d think

If Id stop, Id think

I don’t remember
But it must have felt safe and warm
When, for the first time, she had held me close
Cajoling and calming a wailing new-born I

I must have felt her chest close to me
Falling, and rising
In anxiety, and excitement
In , and an unconditional belonging
As i clung to her ferociously
For love, for dear life

Years have passed since
I’m out in the wild
Caught up in the race
But once in a while,
If I’d stop
I’d think

If I could stop
I would think

How I wish
I were back to being the lil’ one
On my mama’s lap
When every day
Was my mama’s day

Happy Mother’s Day, Mom!

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