A BOUQUET OF MOTHER’S DAY POEMS

In life, meaning is sometimes lost in┬árepetition, as habit and pattern replace mindfulness. But not so with Mother’s Day, which reaches beyond commerce and sentimentality and stirs in us something genuine and deeply rooted. I attended the wedding of an exuberant young couple yesterday, with a large group of family and friends. It was so festive and joyful. So hopeful. Everyone’s eyes were on the bride, of course. She was impossibly lovely. And even as I shared this happy, happy event with the bride and her new husband, I could imagine her future; I looked at her knowing that motherhood … Continue reading A BOUQUET OF MOTHER’S DAY POEMS