A Mother’s Day Poem

A laugh

A smile

A sparkle in your eye that masks a distant sadness

The warmth of your hand as it squeezes mine

Incredible energy

Crossword puzzles galore

Two “G’s”

Humor, fortunately, handed down

A sense of adventure which surpasses my own

A warm conversation with a stranger no more

Endless pride

A silent good-bye

My mother

A lady

A good person


Perhaps not enough.

Mark S Porro 1991

Published by A Cup of Tea on the Commode, a memoir

The parent/child role reversal might not have been unique to me, but how I dealt with it was. "A Cup of Tea on the Commode" chronicles my multi-tasking adventures, filling my mother’s last years with love, laughter, and joy. Though not always successful, I came pretty damn close.

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