Lee Richard


My Mothers Light

I am ten years old
overalls and jelly shoes
and I watch as my mother replaces the lights in our garden with 10 small solar laterns.
Stretched on my tip-toes helping her hang them, she tells me of their magic
How they capture searing beams of light from the sun
Singeing their insides for the sake of
lighting our darkest summer nights.
I am ten years old
And I already know how hard it is for my mother to keep all that light inside of her

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