A Mother's Wish

I open doors
look at shelves and find
empty bags, plastic trays
and cardboard remnants.
Skeletal remains
of children’s appetites.

When I was young, clues
of where and what I’d been
were strewn about the house. 
My mother wished, aloud,
that I would have children
just like me. 

No fairy godmother needed here. 
Her wish?


Uxbridge, Ontario, Canada

Stefanie Cole is a teacher-librarian who has always known the joy of reading, but, in teaching writing, has discovered the joy writing brings.

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