Haikus to My Mother

I

Wash my hair
with your tears
so I may know
how to be a wife.

II

Cup my face
with your love
so I may have
courage to face
the world.

III

Show me your
wrinkled hands
so I may know
a woman’s work.

IV

Give me your
fingers too fat
for rings, I’ll
bind you to your
daughter’s love.

V

Show me your hands
that wielded the cane
for I must wash them
with grateful tears.

VI

Go to sleep now, ma.
I am home.
I am with you.

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