To all you mothers, “A Happy Mother’s Day!”
by Brunhilde Luken
As I think of you, I know you are here.
Today I like to pick you some daisies.
Remember how you used to love them.
I took off my shoes skipping through the meadow,
Picking daisies here and there,
Until I had a whole bunch.
It was a beautiful meadow.
As I laid down, looking to the sky,
I knew you were there smiling
And remembering with me.
I talked some and heard you answer.
After a while I walked away.
I left you the daisies.
I looked back………
The daisies were gone.
As a mother comforts her child
So I will comfort you.