Ave, Maria

Ave, Maria.
Again you find me here;
again I greet you
with the selfsame wonder
in my heart. Again I feel
how gladly I
my small pretensions give away
to earn your smile. Again
I ask you what you made
of all those things you kept
and pondered in your heart,
and ask you to remember me,
and all the mothers like you
who have borne a sweet beginning
to the world.

December 24 2009