Some poems for Mother's Day . . .

The Mention of my Child

The mention of my child's name may bring

tears to my eyes,

but it never fails to bring

music to my ears.

If you are really my friend,

let me hear the beautiful

music of his name.

It soothes my broken heart

and sings to my soul.

~Author Unknown~

The Elephant in the Room

There's an elephant in the room.

It is large and squatting, so it is hard to get around it.

Yet, we squeeze by with, "How are you?" and "I'm fine"....

And a thousand other forms of trivial chatter.

We talk about the weather.

We talk about work.

We talk about everything -- except the elephant in the room.

We all know it is there.

We are thinking about the elephant as we talk.

It is constantly on our minds,

For you see, it is a very big elephant.

But we do not talk about the elephant in the room.

Oh, please, say his name.

Oh, please, say it again.

Oh, please, let's talk about the elephant in the room.

For if we talk about his death,

Perhaps we can talk about his life.

Can I say his name and not have you look away?

For if I cannot, you are leaving me

Alone... in a room... With an elephant.

~Terry Kettering~