A poem about reconnecting as close as a pandemic will allow:

Smiles, big eyes.

How the heck have you been?

Delight of recognition,

A triad, a row of connection, through three car windows

There's a woman in your life. She's the one behind the scenes. Mom or not, she needs to know she matters.

Pain. Hope. To marry the two can seem almost profane. To reconcile these realities, Isaiah 40 offers help.