That’s what a mother’s for, I exclaimed.
To laughter and glee.
Among a group of female neighbors.
Discussing a ruffian.
As I zoned out a few seconds.
Flashing back in time.
To things I did for my children.
Feeding, cuddling, carrying.
Changing diapers, bathing, dressing.
Listening to upsets, tucking into bed.
Taking long walks, providing experiences.
Intervening when in trouble.
Like my neighbor does for little Cash
when a bully’s on the loose.
Guarding her pink and gray French bulldog
from an unleashed poodle’s abuse!
Lynn Benjamin
October 26, 2023
