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For everyone
missing their mother,
I offer you
a memory
of mine:
She hugged
invited the lonely
to dinner
in her own home,
fed everyone too much
turkey and ravioli.
Sometimes canned ham, too.
And she always
mailed us Easter baskets,
even when we were grown.
All that cheap chocolate,
wrapped up in too much tape.
I wear mom on my hips,
laugh as loudly as she did,
whisper her name,
cough a little.
What’s got me
by the throat?
The dogwood
and pear.
You know how
those spring trees are,
throwing blossoms around.
As if wastefulness
were okay.
As if we all will be.

Katherine Gotthardt

Katherine Gotthardt, M.Ed., writing concentration, has been writing, editing and teaching for more than twenty years. For the past ten years, she has focused on content development and content marketing. Besides being published in dozens of journals, Katherine has authored six books: Poems from the Battlefield, Furbily-Furld Takes on the World, Approaching Felonias Park, Weaker Than Water, Bury Me Under a Lilac and Late April. She has been nominated twice for Poet Laureate of Prince William County, VA and is Editor in Chief of Prince William Living magazine.

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