I TURNED 24 YESTERDAY
in commemoration...
Emily Robbins, 1999
Apron Strings
The colored paper ribbon
Is stretched between our hands.
Pulling, tearing, finally snapping.
Torn ends flutter down
To float on the water.
A broken bridge between mother and child.
You throw your voice across.
It is drowned in the roaring engines,
So I raise my hand and wave.
The colored paper ribbon is lost
In the churning water,
A broken bridge between mother and woman.
Emily Robbins, 1999
Apron Strings
The colored paper ribbon
Is stretched between our hands.
Pulling, tearing, finally snapping.
Torn ends flutter down
To float on the water.
A broken bridge between mother and child.
You throw your voice across.
It is drowned in the roaring engines,
So I raise my hand and wave.
The colored paper ribbon is lost
In the churning water,
A broken bridge between mother and woman.