No other love surpasses that
of a Mother for her child….
Or for her children.
I have decided to devote some pages to the souls who chose to join me in this life, honoring me with their love, their guidance and their abiding presence. You will always be my heroes. This is for you, Ande.
Where Have You Gone?
Where have you gone, Superman?
I watched you fly across the dry grass,
red cape flapping in the hot, desert breeze
with its tattered edges curling about your knees-
It must be blue tights and red shorts,
more easily done when pajamas went on sale.
Fly, my hero!
Swing, hang and flip-
“Superman has red boots, not blue,”
you whispered to me, aside,
when your birthday surprise hero proved to be
Of course you knew.
Superman was too big to be there-
out there, saving the world.
Now you are the one “out there”,
doing what you can for the world.
But where is your cape?
That toothless smile?
Where are your strong, tiny Superman arms
wrapped so tightly about my legs?
So long ago.
Always in my heart you remain the only Superman-