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Every Saturday

 

my Son and i awakened that Saturday Morning

the Sun was bright

it was a lovely Spring Day

 

we brushed our teeth

washed our face

as we prepared for our weekly visit

to the market

needless to say he was so excited

we both were

 

we dressed

in a sort of reverent appreciation

for life

a warm silence

permeated the air

and we could hear our own hearts beating

with anticipation

 

we exited the house

that morning about 10 o’clock

the birds were singing

while digging in the lush green lawn

looking for brunch i guess

just as they did every Saturday Morning

when we went about our quest

to the market

 

yes my Son and i were on a mission

we had things to do

Brown Bags to fill

with edible Discoveries of the day

 

we jumped in the car

i turned the key

which cranked the engine

and my son

he asked if he could drive

i smiled as i did every other Saturday

and i replied

“One Day Soon Son”

he looked at me with a twinkle in his eye

and he said

“OK Daddy . . .Cool”

i chuckled

as we buckled our Seatbelts

 

we pulled out of the Drive way

many of our neighbors were busy

mowing their lawns

tending their Flower Gardens

and all sorts of Saturday Morning things

 

and this Saturday Morning

just like every Saturday Morning

He, my Son waved

and said hello to them all

and told everyone

“we are on the way to the mall”

i softly looked at him in love

and i accepted his perspective in silence

as i do every Saturday

 

we arrived at the market

and he anxiously bounced in car

in the seat

while i parked it

when we came to a stop

he hurriedly unbuckled his belt

and i chuckled for i felt

his glee

all in me

 

he quickly ran to the Market

ahead of me

you see

he had a routine

which was a part of his joy

his life

his need

and before i could plead with him to slow down

he was through the doors

and into the store

seeking to satisfy his heart’s wishes

 

and as i approached

he came back out again

with a smile that had no end

and he exclaimed

“I know what i am going to buy Mommy”

i smiled warmly

and before i could evoke the question “what?”

he spoke of such things in the bakery

like the Pastry with Nuts

and such

but today he wanted to get Chesse Cake

yes Cheese Cake

just as he does every Saturday

 

we both knew that was her favorite

if she was here with us

she would savor it

and her Favorite of course

was Strawberry

 

we went into the market

to the Bakery

as we did every Saturday

and John the Baker

came to the counter

and said cheerily

with deliberate flattery

How can i help you young man.

and my son beamed in bright wonder

for John had acknowledge him

as an growing equal

a man soon to be

one who could make valid decisions

for him self

and his Mother

 

He placed his order

and John lovingly wrapped it

with a certain and knowing care

he put a special bow of string on it

as he did every Saturday morning

 

my son surveyed the package

took his order gingerly

and held it

in the crest of his arms

he did not want his gift damaged

it was heartfully special to him

 

we completed or errands in the market

and we went to the car where we parked it

we got in our seats

our mission complete

we buckled our Seat belts

and we drove home

 

there was a hanging silence in the car at this time

as we both knew what was to come

we pulled into the Driveway

exited the Car

and entered the house

with a prevalent awareness

of each and every now laborious step

we entered the Kitchen

 

My son unwrapped the Cheesecake

and placed it on the Plate

his Mother Favorite plate

that which she loved

as long as we could remember

 

we sat at the Table

and we bowed our heads

and offered a Prayer

to Mommy

for Mommy was not here

she was in the world of Spirit

and the Prayer we prayed

was that She could hear it

 

we prayed that Cancer

would never take another Mommy from a child

and though Mommy has been gone from us a while

we still felt her presence

 

the Tears flowed from within us

and began to drip on the Table

and in a knowing Silence

that Mommy was not dead

we each grabbed a napkin

and wiped our eyes

and as we did each and every Saturday

we realized

just how much she still means to us

 

we gave thanks

 

and my Son

the coming Man

did understand

something quite profound

that  grounded him

and that was

that through it all

we must continue to answer the call

every Saturday

every Day

for Mommy

for God

for Us

for

Love Prevails . . .

 

 

© 9 March 2011 : William S. Peters, Sr.

 

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