Every Now And Then Is Enough Poem by Jim Yerman

She was sad not knowing where her mom's mind was taking her
sad how sometimes she'd be lost to her a while…
but happy every now and then, …when she'd turn to her and smile.

for in those fleeting moments
moments of surprise
she saw the glow return to her mother's face
and the sparkle to her eyes…

And she would relish in those moments
savor every second when….
for even the briefest flash…
she was her mom again.