Bragging Rights

The ache
For my mother
Is strong this morning

Her absence
Stinging
Raw
Unwanted

The kids had
Teacher conferences
Last night

I would be
Calling her
Right about now
Had she been alive

Bragging
Boastful
As only I
Could be with her
And not feel stupid

She gobbled up
The kids’ accomplishments
By the spoonful
Always laughing
Wanting more

I will not
Get that satisfaction
Today
Nor ever
And I must
Learn to live with that

©2014 Jill Baker