Mother's Day

The light of my children
has come to my house
on this day of mothers,
on this day where they strum
my heart into singing with flowers
and mowing the grass
and helping me plant tomatoes
and peppers and egg plant near fava beans.

I cherish these hours
of sun streaming
through the windows of my cottage
and fusing their souls
with enough love
for a lifetime of brightness.

I want to give it all away to them;
each beam of light I was given from my mother
and her mother and all the others who have loved me
until their hearts broke open and spilled out so much joy.

Plant the seeds of this much love
and know that the harvest
is infinitely greater
that the single grain of hope
you dared to believe could live
in one afternoon of laughter.