A sweet bird. A summer tree. The light of a new day dawning.

As it was 6 years ago….it is today.
A moment in time.

I can’t just let it pass me by.
I stop. I remember.
I think about the many ordinary moments that have happened without my taking notice.
I wonder at the extra-ordinary.

I ask of this sweet bird:
Are you my mother?
And - I miss her everyday.