To the Mothers

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by jobonomo262

by jobonomo262

There were so many flowers for you

We were shouting an encore

We were watching

I was watching

The whole time

And I didn't want you to know

I saw each falter in your step

And each painstaking moment.

I saw the tears.

I heard the desperation.

But here we are.

We made it.

You made it.

And yet you carried me with you

You carried us all with you,

And we saw each step,

Each triumph,

Each smile,

Each lift of the shoulders.

I found another flower,

And John made his out of paper.

Mikah drew one for you.

Michel molded one out of clay.

Blake baked some into a cake for you,

And I know it's not a lot,

But it's a bouquet at least.

We've got plenty more on the way to replace the field that the big men stole.

We've got plenty flowers here for you, Mom.

Author's note: ....so there's a lot of symbolism in this. If you don't understand it or have a question, you can always comment. If you appreciated it, feel free to like :D