Just in time for Mother's Day! I hope it's not too emo. Help breaking into stanzas would be good.
Jackie O. once said "let your children go and they will take you to the opera when you are an old woman." Her words speak to mothers who struggle to loosen the chrysalis walls of their embrace and not the ones for whom their children are vague, well-intentioned concepts, like conversational Russian in Iowa. The unconditional soft places to land. Not the sharp cornered furniture carefully maneuvered around that leave scars when one is not so careful, scars that are all you grow to notice in the mirror, 'til eventually you notice nothing, undifferentiated muddy grays a relief from recognizable colors.
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