Monday, April 11, 2016

The Daughters

Four daughters so much alike
Hating the similarities
Laying claim to the differences

Mom observes.

Four daughters in conflict
Erupting like passive volcanoes
After years of smoldering

Mom expects it.

Four daughters each on their own journey
Sure footed on the path of life
Unaware of the sinkholes,
Certain of their destinations

Mom prays.

Four daughters
Adult women all
Birthing Babies, reading books,
Drinking too much wine

Mom rests in it..


Epilogue: I wrote this while sitting on the beach, vacationing together, watching conflict play out. It was a difficult time, but alas, time passes. This from 2011, now in 2016, all is well in the sister world.
Best friends
texting buddies
shared motherhood

This Mom thanks God.