Mother's Day

A book filled with baby names, inscribed but never proclaimed.

Spare rooms gather dust in a quiet house that may be haunted.

But outside this home -- outside this house -- children laugh and run.

Their mothers paste on smiles as they're handed macaroni necklaces and improperly made breakfasts in bed.

We paste on our smiles and roll our eyes with them.

Today is Mothers' Day.

Prayerfully, hopefully, longingly someday it will be called Mother's Day in this home, too.