Mother's Day Smile.

Mother’s Day Smile

Where willow catkins stood out, golden,

against the blue skylark ringing sky.

And pallid cowslips spread their crinkled rosettes

around on boggy ground,

We’d walk together, my father and I.

Far away from terraced pit dusted grime

to where butterflies cavorted, soundlessly

among grasses taller than I thought

I’d ever be.

I would gather, to take back home to mother,

arms full of wild flowers which

my father knew would soon die.

He also knew the pleasure that

her mother’s day smile would give to me.

So he said nothing.

David Sotheran.

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