My Mother’s Things

Valentines planned but never sent

A lifetime ended all too soon


We all make plans.

Who ever knows if we’ll see them through?


Reminders of a life that was

– people and things that meant

something to her


Tender mementoes.


Aren’t we, in a way,

the sum of our belongings?

Surely no one’s set of stuff

matches another’s.

Each collection is unique,

as are we.


The sum total of my mother

Soon to be dissipated,

soon to be no more,

as is she.

What are you looking for?