mother

a journey alone we take.

and at times, it is u that i want

to help make

it all right.

but it is in the strength of me

that i see

the girth of a redwood tree.

i see too that i've known u, well, and i am not here alone.

it is your slender sway, the color of sunshine & bone w/ rippled polka dots

& tea-green leaves, that tickles my belly.

a journey alone, a soothing home.