Recording of “Mother’s Day”

Mother’s Day

The dog is my shadow and I fear his loss. My loss.
I cook for him daily, in hope of retaining him.

Each regret is a thread woven around the oak’s branches.
Each day lived is one less to live.

Soon the rabbits will be safe, and the squirrels.
As if they were not. One morning

I’ll greet an empty space and walk alone,
toss the ball into the yard, where it will remain.

It is Mother’s Day.
Why did I not weep at my mother’s grave?

I unravel the threads and place them around the dog.
The wind carries them aloft.

“Mother’s Day” was published in The Lake in July 2016, and subsequently appeared here in May 2017.

21 thoughts on “Recording of “Mother’s Day”

  1. Absolutely stunning and beautifully poignant, Bob! And interestingly, as soon as I read the first line in the first stanza, what came to mind was “The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want…”, just the way it sounded and how you sounded reading it!

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