A Self-Fulfilling Prophecy

The mother was

so proud

of her daughter

that there was never a day that passed

      not one day!

that she didn't tell her

You're so smart!

How'd you know that?!

You move like light dancing!

That's so funny! YOU're so funny!

Really? That's amazing!

I love the way you sing!

You make my heart happy, dear child!

You make the world a better place.

And as it turns out

the daughter grew up to be all of that.

And sometimes

the child was not even

the mother's daughter

There's more than one way to be a mother

 

For Her Own Joy

When the world turned gray

and dismal (and not in a good way)

she gifted the world with

what color and joy she could muster

not for the world's sake

but for her own

Paint the Day

 

Sometimes

in the dark of a cold winter's night

she would get to work and

paint the day

she knew would one day come