Dear Mom
Do you remember when I was young. And you wanted to take my photo?
You asked me to smile then speak and my mouth made a strange gesture when the camera clicked. but that was the photo.
Do you remember when I would sit quietly next to you on our drives into town. I would play games in my mind and you wanted to know what they were but I would never share them with you, But you smiled at me anyway.
Dear mom, do you remember when I turned 17 and you woke me up to see the sunrise with you. At that moment I wanted to sleep so bad but I got out of bed because I didn't want you to feel unappreciated, I tried to see the beauty you did in the sunrise, but all I could think of was the cold and my bed. I still say that was my favorite birthday.
Do you remember when I turned 19 and I crashed my car and didn't have a job and couldn't pay rent so you drove 3 hours just to see me and wish me happy birthday and give me a little more cash to make it a little farther?
And I guess those are the moments I think of when I think of love.
but mother, do you remember the first time I saw you after it all happened. You wouldn't look at me, maybe it was the shame that you wore with the large orange jump suit that looked like it didn't quite fit right. Your eyes were as cold as the steel around your wrists and you were so quiet all I could hear were the chains clink against your ankles. I sat there in the back, hoping, waiting for some answer to explain how in all this you, that mom that I remember would come back and smile and say it will be okay.
You never came back.
You asked me to smile then speak and my mouth made a strange gesture when the camera clicked. but that was the photo.
Do you remember when I would sit quietly next to you on our drives into town. I would play games in my mind and you wanted to know what they were but I would never share them with you, But you smiled at me anyway.
Dear mom, do you remember when I turned 17 and you woke me up to see the sunrise with you. At that moment I wanted to sleep so bad but I got out of bed because I didn't want you to feel unappreciated, I tried to see the beauty you did in the sunrise, but all I could think of was the cold and my bed. I still say that was my favorite birthday.
Do you remember when I turned 19 and I crashed my car and didn't have a job and couldn't pay rent so you drove 3 hours just to see me and wish me happy birthday and give me a little more cash to make it a little farther?
And I guess those are the moments I think of when I think of love.
but mother, do you remember the first time I saw you after it all happened. You wouldn't look at me, maybe it was the shame that you wore with the large orange jump suit that looked like it didn't quite fit right. Your eyes were as cold as the steel around your wrists and you were so quiet all I could hear were the chains clink against your ankles. I sat there in the back, hoping, waiting for some answer to explain how in all this you, that mom that I remember would come back and smile and say it will be okay.
You never came back.