This poem is for a wonderful lady full of love, who's son has severed all communication because his wife made him.

A mother’s love in a bottle 

The wood grain envelopes my bare feet

As I set foot on the morning deck

The sun just saying a gentle good morning

The potted flowers nodding a sleepy hello

I find my seat amongst birdsong

The steam rising from my coffee dances with my dreams

The lake is like a mirror of what is to come

The dock sways gently in family turbulence

Such beauty marred only by your absence

Children’s laughter rings merrily around me

I still remember yours

Where have you gone?

I walk on the swaying dock with wine glass in hand

I remember shared toasts to realised dreams

I remember the day you were born

Do you remember me?

I remember so many of your firsts

Your first true smile unforgettable

A mother’s love undeniable

You made your choice without thought of me

You made your choice thinking of me

My love for my son still sparkles on each wave that reaches shore

Even in this drought

My tears keep this lake full

I send messages in a bottle on the tide

I step in the waves waiting for your love in return

Each bottle is empty