I am thinking of Mother’s Day, of course. Hard not to when you’re a mom! 😉 But, this is what popped in my head this morning: A tribute to the people here who gather to my side and understand. Feeling the shadows a little less today, more like I can venture out…
So, indeed, someone sees me
In the inadequate scratchings of
A sometimes foolish heart,
You found me…
There’s a scripture somewhere
That talks of setting the lonely in
So has happened for me.
Oh, I have my blood relations.
On this, a day to celebrate
I can sometimes feel bittersweet
For remembrance of the harsher ties.
Yet, I can also look around my table
And witness redemptive evidence-
Precious gifts bestowed upon my weary times.
However, never to take away from them,
But, this morning, I cannot help
But think also on
My lovely online tribe –
Ones with eyes that recognize
Who I am
Beneath the protective covering
And say, “I understand.”
Ones who know the voice of troubles and joy
And reach out a willing hand.
Not so large a people as to be
But enough to know I am, in fact,
A gathering of hearty, battle-scarred souls
That attend their ears with kindness
And speak truth
But are mindful to remove the sting.
Exactly what I always have needed-
A rich depth,
Dense with branches,
Tender of fruit,
And extending beyond the miles.
A beautiful, thriving connective-
Just as a family should be…