Where Young Mothers Go

A young mother walking
where young mothers go,
she passes me by,
my two dogs in tow.
While talking to someone
by cellular phone,
a wide wake awakens
the space from her home.
She doesn’t go far
before hears the cry,
a young tot at window
is wailing Goodbye.
She waivers her tread,
continues on though;
onward she heads,
where young mothers go.

©2014, Marvin Welborn
1 July 2014.
Revised 3 July 2014.

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