A DAY
There will come a day
when you will pick up the phone
and tap “favorites,” hovering over “Mom”
but she is too far away
There will come a day
when your heart is wounded
and only her words can heal
but she is too far away
There will come a day
when you will celebrate
and long to feel her joy and hear her laughter
but she is too far away
There will come a day
when you just want to hear her voice
and chat about everything or nothing
but she is too far away
So, you whisper
hoping your heart
can travel the distance
to find her, and it will
