apronsongs4 (a mothers day tribute)

wonder
if you remember
my father
kissing new life
into you
blessing
your womb
with the swell
of its eighth
regeneration
of God’s sixth
creation
beyond the walls
of eden days

can you recall
the rise
of your own
magnificat
like elizabeth's
exultation
commingling
with mary's
song of joy
at another little
baby child preborn
to the cabcool clan

did dew water man
sing like simeon
his noble nunc dimittis
not ready yet
to close his eyes
for half a century
and did my babe
leap in your womb
conceived post-samuel
to bring you
affirmation
that more sons
would swell your
future dreams

but you have tarried
long enough
to see the ripeness
of your progeny
fruiting
your life
and times
to its fourth and fifth
generations

for still you weave your
apronsongs
same story
different script
of stamen and blooms
gone before you
tiller of countless lives
distiller
of endless visions

all your generations call you blessed
for you have magnified the Lord
and fed the hungry
and lifted up the lowly
in your humble estate
you have seen royalty dethroned
and beggars elevated
the proud blown away as dust
and the seed of your womb
the life of God’s creation
multiply as the dust of the earth

wonder
if you remember
diaper days
with stark emotions
of dark, cold nights
when your trembling lips distilled
the unction of your comfort
to those who clung to you
confident that you could
scare the night away

an unwithering maternal tree
whose branches spread wide
whose roots dug deep
though the whole world whirled
assuring yourself
and comforting your children
with your tireless
apronsongs…

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