“If I had a flower for every time I thought of you…I could walk through my garden forever.”
- Alfred Lord Tennyson
“Mothers and Daughters”
There is a cord between usnot yet cut
On it we move
like tightrope walkers
novices
uncertain of the net
Take tentative steps
across the gulf
toward one another
Careful
not wishing to turn back
Hopeful
that keeping balance
we can meet
can then embrace
and pass each other
as we must
—Maude Meehan
I love my mom. I cried a little when I wrote a card to her. She's such an influence in my life :)
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