88

Mom would be 88 today.
But she died last year
And reentered the life of her dreams.

Born again
To God's home for the rebirthed

Forever 12, and free
Loved by her grandmother
And open, entirely to the world.

I cannot wish for my own death for to join her.
That would be a sin and perhaps tether her soul
To the world she has outgrown.

I can only hold my hand out
With the hope that one day she will take it.