Got to give it up to Moms.

“guiding hands”

you’ve been a firm affirming hand
guiding us through childhood’s transformations
into adulthood,
like an alchemist

your love changes “other people’s” children
into brother sister daughter son;
cherished
Family.

because of your example
I thought it was normal to help
battered women, counsel families in crisis
and help clothe siblings “back home”

I am blessed with these memories, of
tagging along to your college classes, of
visiting South East Emergency Quarters,
and walking down Johnny Will Jones, Sr. Road…

memories that guide me.
the life I live reflects your love.
it, along with this poem is my gift
To You.

Happy Mother’s Day

Jomo