You hid animal crackers
in my pocket
when I was young…
You told me that you loved me every time
and kept a treasure-box with which I played.
You kept your house so clean and neat
your collection tidy, all in place
I wrote thank you notes on every holiday.
Free from your tired and weary husk
Possibilities before you.
See what you could not see in 97 years
that the world is such a beautiful place
and your adventure is just beginning.
Good journey, mother of my mother
I love you too.