Mother’s Day – David J. Bauman

Of My Mother, and of Life, Thirty Years Later

It’s Mother’s Day, and a young poet friend has been three days without his mother. She died suddenly and unexpectedly in her sleep. What can one say, except, “Friend, you are not alone?” I’m thankful that he has many friends and family to look out for him. Eventually, it is my hope, he will feel…

My Mother and Richard Blanco’s, Picking Produce

I lost my mother when I was 19. I had run away from home for a year or so in my teens. My father and I did not get along, you could say, but that’s a very different story now, and not the story for today. I came back, fortunately before mom’s cancer returned. So…

Dear Mom – “Angels at Home,” a Poem by DJB

It’s the end of another Mother’s day. This time of year is always a little hard for me. Twenty five years ago in April I lost my mother after her long, drawn out battle with cancer. It’s still difficult sometimes, when I stop and think about it, but I know that the short time I…