The Catharsis

Going to fetch my mother

And bring her back  

to help me.  It’s bittersweet

As I had to humble

Myself and ask for help

But still to make her feel 

Needed. For sure, I 

Can do it on my own

But want some nurturing.

Hope it doesn’t come to fists

But sometimes the trek is

Dangerous.

This time though I’ll drive

A different route.  Not because 

Of self assured choice 

Really more of circumstance

Since I just moved.

But I’ll take the prompt anyway.

And I will nurture her

Instead of her empty way.

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