Mama’s Son.

She stands there

Leaning in the doorway of your bathroom


Thinking of the next thing to say

But she looks at you


You look up at her


Because that’s all you know.


Tears rolled down her cheeks

Because she doesn’t know


She would do without you.

You giggle

Splashing the toy

Under the warm water.


She picks you up

Your shaking body against hers

Wet hair falling

 on her shoulder

Pulling warm clothes

Over wet skin

You cry

Pulling socks over

Your small feet


She kisses you

You hug her

Because you don’t know what

you would do

Without her.