Mother.

I saw a lady in a parking lot
Reminded me of you
Same color
Ride even, champagne
A place becomes a grape
Becomes a beverage
Sparkling…celebratory

Just a vehicle, mind you
The complications of love
Missing you despite
All you have said
And done.

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