flowers

I am terrible at giving presents.
I never know what to give,
never know what thing can properly convey
the appreciation and love I feel

except

with my mother.
The only thing I can think
to give her
is flowers.

Not bouquets–potted ones.

Ones that she can nurture
and bring to bloom
over and over.

It feels right
though
they are not a
replacement
for my presence.

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