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Today’s Yearning
I wish I could ask my mother to dinner
I wish she would stand in my kitchen
I wish she would fold her arms and lean on the counter
I wish she would watch me cook
I wish she would set the table and butter the bread
I wish she would put a dish towel over her shoulder
I wish she would wait for the coffee to perk
I wish she would bring us coffee in cups with saucers
I wish my mother would come back
I wish my mother would come to dinner
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My mom’s been gone almost 17 years and I still pick up the phone to call her sometimes. Thanks for the reminder that this is okay.
That’s very poignant. I wish the very same things, Jan.
Your mother looks like she was a very intelligent, interested person.