I used to roll my eyes at my Ma’s mood swingsWhen she would yell at me for the littlest things. You must be crazy Ma! I would laugh and jeer,Putting the fan at full speed in the dead of winter, Mamma dear!You are shivering, Ma, do you have a fever?Why else would a person wear a shawl in peak summer? Her aches and pains buzzed around like busy bees,Yesterday her left heel hurt, today she can’t bend her kneesThat childhood fall took all these years to bother her again,Can I guess Ma? Tomorrow which part of your body will pain! … Continue reading Full Circle