Mother’s Day

Legacy

My DNA is from the Scots

Legacy of 6 generations of women sit on the piano.

The music from the isles of Scotland

plays in my veins, carrying the rhythm of the past.

Giving me the song of promise.

Let me dance with echo’s, let me sing with voices.

Reminding me to not let them down.

They cried, they laughed, and they lived in hope.

It is in that hope they bore the tides of their wombs.

Rushing onto the promises of tomorrow,

the slipping sands grip into the current of time.

I share the apron of hope to the beauty left behind.

Christine McNeill-Matteson

‘A Walk Among the Brushes’, Christine McNeill-Matteson