Anyway, happy early Mother's Day, Mom!
To my mother...
The hair, a carefully coifed mane
The eyes, at times withdrawn, ever unreadable, always kind,
A caregiver, a doctor, a friend
A dispenser of advice (both the sought and unsought varieties)
The asker of uncomfortable questions
The assumer of the worst...sometimes
And the giver of hope in a bad situation
Most often, though, a face out in the crowd
Expressionless yet exuding support and pride
A face to look for amongst a strange array of stares.