Son's poem shows appreciation for mothers
May 7, 2012 at 12:07 a.m.
Editor, the Advocate:
I would like to share a poem that my son wrote to his grandmother, Mary Beth Domann, for Mother's Day. This is dedicated to her, as well as all mothers this Mother's Day.
Debbie Brown, Victoria
Life begins and ends at two certain points.
These points would not exist if The Mother did not exist.
How do we explain our appreciation to her?
The Mother is the start, and the ending is left unknown like foreign petro/ glyphs dimly lit.
We are freight trains that forge forward and forget about the start and worry/ only about where the tracks go.
Divorcing ourselves from these tracks leads to chaos.
But if we have not forgotten about the start, then the end will not be dark.
by Zac Hogan, Santa Fe, New Mexico