Mother's Day Girl

Mother’s Day Girl

For My Momma, (as interpreted by her Dad)

on your first Mother’s Day 2008

(C)2013 John Meisel

You were my carrier and my universe for 9 months

I recognized you the moment we saw eye to eye

You are warm galaxies of milk and cool baths

You keep my tush smooth and dry

You are my bigger self, with me most all the time

You are my anchor in life, my safety line

Your hands keep me from falling and hug me when I do sometimes

You fingers bring me taste and nourishment

Your breast is my bedroom and my kitchen

You watch Sesame Street even when I’ve crawled off to explore

You listen to songs and read me stories over and over

And make them fresh each time

You love me, you love my daddy

You bring me to dogs and show me birds and let me know geckos and fish

You show me sunsets and moonrises and wind on my face

You float me in water and I thank you with splashes

You bring me family and playmates and cousins

Sweep my mouth when I choke and suck out my nose

You teach me to wave goodbye when daddy goes to work

And let me watch him drive off

I am just discovering who I am and who you are

I don’t even know what comes next and that you are making it up as you go

But I love you and feel good with you in my home

And hope I’m the Mother’s Day girl you wished for.