Her smile gives me cause to grin
I’d pick a handful of every fragrance
put them in a vase
make the perfect card
she’d remember my silly face
with cake batter hands
making her a mother’s day surprise
catching laughter in her eyes
swallowing up mother’s day memories again
I couldn’t ruin flowers in a vase but I certainly ruined many a mother’s day cake.
What memories do you hold of Mother’s Day with your mother or as a mother?
Wishing all mothers and the Poetry Pantry Folks