One more Mother's Day poem - a day late

A Perfect Mother's Day

This Mother’s Day

I don’t have to give my mother

the perfect not too flowery or gushy card.

No matter what it would say

she doubted my love

unless I wrote, “Dearest Mom”

across the top.

This Mother’s Day

I don’t have to comb the stores for

the perfect gift – hand lotion,

a gold charm, a silk scarf, a sweater.

Whatever I bought,

she always said she didn’t need it

and could I change it for something else.

When she died so many of those gifts

came back to me.

And I cherish them

because they were hers.

And a wonderful card 

from my daughter-in-law, 

Marissa.