Mother

flesh of my flesh

blood of my blood

fruit of my womb

time has painted us together

     canvas grazed with swirls of a lifetime

     painter's hand creating warmest impression

light, movement, softness of color

we already the “we”

born of another

heart of my lover

flowers of other's garden

chance has brought us together

     canvas fraught with juxtaposition of

          expectation

     painter's hand creating harshest abstraction

angle, balance, boldness of color

we yet the “shall be”

neither the same

each treasure

both masterpiece