Grown Up Songs I wrote this after my Nana passed over. She did the painting of Sheela-Na-Gig after the poem and it hangs now next to my writing desk.
These are grown up songs, I amSomewhere between, My mama and the child who will comeMy mama somewhere between, the dead and meMy daughter, my son, out there in the universeHands on hips, bigger than little planets And me?I stand betweenEarth, my mamaThe stars, my childIt’s the blood that flows in all of usI am between them
Reaching, touching,
both sides
of now and forever.