by Tatum Hogan
Working day in and day out,
Tending the garden,
Caring for my sick children —
Ernest, Jan, Silas, Virginia —
But never, never letting them see my struggles.
I was all they knew.
As I’m watching them mourn, I wonder.
Who will take care of them?
Maybe they’ll soon have families of their own.
They will struggle;
Good days will outweigh the bad;
They’ll think of me often.
But for once, I have something I’ve never had before: