
GOSSAMER WINGS
Could I leave this mess of dishes
and crumpled clothes?
Could I resist wiping spills and a runny nose?
Could I unworry myself
From preparing the proper food,
Could I, the mother of this wild and restless brood
change my earthbound creeping caterpillar self
and take my childhood dreams off the shelf,
and shed the cocoon and fly far away
over golden hills and silvery streams
melting my children’s magic into my dreams---
with these gossamer wings, who’s to say
where this flight of our imagination
will take us some day?
from THE FOUR SEASONS OF MOTHERHOOD
an 8 page e-boolet celebrating the four stages
of motherhood from infant to adult. Available to send
as an on linebooklet to elebrate mothers.
© Helen Webber, 2010






