Happy Mothers Day Mum....

Mum

I'm one of the lucky women who had a wonderful mother in childhood

that grew to become my best female friend in adulthood.....

My mother has always found it easy to smile

(and loved jewelry as do I, lol)

(I think I have her eyes)

June Bride with her Navy Guy (Dad!)

No matter where we lived (amid numerous moves between east and west coast)

she created "magic" ~ christmas in tiny walk up apartments, special handmade birthday cakes......

Her spin on life has always been choose to be happy because there is

always something to be happy about!

She taught me how to roll my hair,
to wear a hat, to use makeup.
She also taught me to believe in
myself, to speak my mind (kindly)...
She taught me the universe did not
(does not, will not ever) revolve 'round me.
But as she taught me that also let me know
how loved I was, how loved I am....

She set(s) an example still that it's nice to
feel important but it's more important to be nice...


She taught me to dream, to expect
the unlikely. Santa, Easter Bunny,
Good over Evil. A career as a working artist.

She taught me to be a lady
who could also do any task
a man could do

She still is AMAZING, still my best girlfriend

we still laugh, she still teaches me about life...

Happy 'Mum's Day' Mom

Love you, love you, love you!



No Different Yet Special

You are, by all definition, a handful of bulbs
A tiny smattering of the millions if not billions

That each Spring, past present and future
Awake from the earth to 'be'..

Each of you here with me is like your sisters

Inhabiting countries, islands, states, cities, towns

Your existance is linked to pots, plots and windowboxes

Of warming earth

You, each of you, who I think of as 'mine'

Are no different than your sisters

Heads raised to the faltering returning

Gentle Spring Sun

No different

Yet Special

I remember the day I found each of you

I was with my Mum at a big box store

I recall the sign that proclaimed your value

was designated by retail to be no more than 50 cents each
I was saddened and annoyed that they valued you so little

I was brokenhearted to hear the plan was to trash each of you

who went 'unpurchased'

by that weeks end...

I smile remembering my mother at my side

Helping me place as many of you into my cart as we could fit

Saving as many of you as the budget would allow

(I whispered a sad word of apology to those I could not save)

Driving home, she and I talked of gardens, of growth, of time

And in the coming days I planted you, one by one

In half frozen earth covering you with thatch to hide you

(a tiny bit)

from grazing hungry searching deer

Fragments of memory

Moments of time

Frozen in my soul

That come alive each Spring

Along with your return

You are no different

Than your millions, billions, zillions

Of sisters over the world,

thru ever returning Springs

But you are special

You who I think of

as

mine

FDFerris 2011