David Yazbek
Mother's Day
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In the doorway
Just outside the room
There's my mother standing like a shadow
Is she moving?
Does she move the air?
Is that rosewater coming from the doorway?

In the kitchen
Mary on the wall
And her stockings drying on the basin
Is she singing?
Do I know the song?
Can I sing it?
Can I sing it with her?

All your motions
Everything you knew
In the pocket of your apron?
In the mirror, does that smile belong to you?
Can I keep it with me?

I can see you standing in the hall
I can hear you sing "every day is mother's day"
Will she hear it?
Will she hear the song?
Can I sing it?
Can I sing it for her?

Can I sing it?
Can I sing it for her?