the mother

in their
facial features
I
look for similarities that connect us

Father never
spoke
of her in my presence

also the
tombstone
with her
name faded memory

and yet I feel

there is
something
that unites us

a
feeling tells me

there is
a protective hand

above me

                                                                                       —-

b. 09.06.1929

Died. 11. 03.1952