Time together coming to an end,
as trains approach to take us to our separate destinations;
Hugging you again –
we do that a lot –
bending down to fit my arms
around your now slighter frame;
Kissing your soft cheek goodbye,
Holding your hand with deep love and connection,
Looking back at you as I walk away,
Your face bursts forth a splendid,
whole-soul smile
and clear as glass I think:
‘I am looking at my own, smiling face!’
…Mum
