My Mother

I am One who loved you dearly as a baby and loves you still though in a different way.
I am One who always allowed art to take precedence over tidiness or meals.
I am One who kept your magical child as alive as I knew how; it was a precious charge to me.

In shadow, I am One who showed you what happens when an artist stays blocked and also I showed what happens when one stays married to one whom in life I would have left but in death I felt too guilty to leave.

I am One who wants you to keep on making art. I love that you do!