Mother's Day poem, by Elizabeth Smither

Mother's Day poem, by Elizabeth Smither

The fashion in embraces Our parents did not go in forthe great bear hugs we bestow but were more like the photographof a white polar bear with her cub clinging to her back leg for a ride.Emotions were private and gestures rationed. We knew they loved and the waythey expressed it was simply the custom and our customs too will die(running to wrap someone in our arms nearly squeezing their breath out), willgo out of fashion in the end. I merely wis…