Where would we be without you?
You carried us to term
Most of us love you unconditionally
For others
Something turned the worm
It’s complicated, Freudian
Between mothers and their kids
Some moms procreate for nourishment
Like snakes and katydids
While others opt for nurturing
Sometimes suffocatingly so
There are conflicting and ancient guidelines
But do they work?
I don’t know
Still
Hallmark says,
“It’s Mother’s Day”
So, proverbially
‘Pass the Salt!’
If you catch my drift
Hug a Mom
If you don’t
It’s not my fault
Happy Mother’s Day!