The lady in the corner shop
Eyes kind as she adds
Sherbet bomb, pear drop
To my bag of penny sweets
The woman at the playground
Little one in the swing
Laughing at his laughing
Catching his toes
The swan on the stage
Satin and ribbon
Twirling on tippy-toes
Before this ugly duckling
The woman in the photo
Dark hair, red-red robe
Holding baby-me
Leaving baby-me
She is everywhere I look
She is nowhere I look
She is all around
She is never found
A world full of mothers
But none is my own
One day, sitting in a park
I will find her
In the rainbow cast by a fountain
In the fluttering in my womb
But now, age five
Pigtails askew
I am too young to know
Where Love goes
