Mother

I sat across from my mother

At the dinner table tonight.

And as all of the voices that surrouned us spoke,

I looked at the string she had fashioned around her as a necklace.

And it was so significant,

I knew I would never forget this piece of her.

How she gave beauty to rawness,

Something others didn't even see.

And I found then how much we could be from someone,

Because of how they found humility in the earth.

And if we gave value to the stars,

Surely the sun felt our fondness.