Oh how I love you, oh how I’m home (POEM)

(Oh how I love you. Oh how I’m home)

I am on the train right now

I cannot help but cry

I feel so close to the little girl within

As if she is just a few cars up

With her mother, with her brother

Unknowing of continuous growth

That these trees would not stop

That these tracks would be here too

Still pushing through foliage-

Only lusher than before.

Desire path after path..

Have we ever taken them? 

To persist and be given 

The gift of uninvolvement 

May I receive it too?

And to go about your merry day

Your merry life, your merry way

I will be here, too

11 years apart- wow!

I felt such a large wave of nostalgia today. One that you do not (probably cannot) expect, and one that leaves you grappling for a notepad and a pen. Trying to conjure it all up, have I felt this much before?

But more than that, a gratitude for my mother’s and for all mothers who put so much love into their kiddos. I’m so grateful for all of our outings, all of our adventures, all of these memories. The world never felt small.