u/phakeucount

This is a throwaway account to stay anonymous as she isn’t totally ready to put herself out there yet, but I DID get permission to post it here for judgment lol

Let me (her) know what you think!

My Mother

My mother,

once a daughter herself,

likely had her hair combed,

her teeth brushed,

her small, sleepy body

tucked beneath blankets at bedtime.

My mother,

once a wife herself,

likely had her hands held,

her cheeks kissed tenderly,

her pregnant belly caressed.

My mother,

my children's grandmother,

wakes each morning

with no other body in her bed.

She returns her toothbrush

to the drawer

where it sits in solitary,

and she shares no meals,

She will likely never again

lie in another person's lap

and feel gentle fingers

push her hair from her face.

Not even mine.