awash in memories
heart clenched in past
rain pours inside
my center storm

I long to feel
the grip
of toddler hands....
hear the stories told
from baby lips....
watch the tiny toes
wriggle in the sand....
receive
candy sticky kisses....
soothe
boo-boo whimpering....
make new memories
to get me through
'til I see
my sweet little ones again

I slide from the rainbow dream
that may never be
to fall inside
my tornado mind