Retirement!!!

My mother retired just moments ago, officially at 3:30pm East Coast time.This poem honors her and the light she shines on so many people, most recently, young ones who receive the beautiful works of her hands--the fruits of which she plans to multiply, now that she's retired! A Friday poetry tribute to beautiful Momma:

Stained Glass
©Karla Johnston, InnerConstellation.com

“How do you like my new dress line?”
my mom texts
with a picture of tiny dresses sewn
for children in Mexico, Africa and India.
Bright splashes of material
remind me of something I cannot place.

At mid-day I do something I haven’t done in years—
walk into a local church for a peace break.
Windows of cobalt blue, royal purple,
sunshine yellow and evergreen reflect and mingle,
stream across oaken pews.

I enter glory’s center,
bow my head
and bring to mind 
a mother’s gifts.