I do love my bones
and my muscles
and the tiny hairsÂ
of my eyelashes
my heart and lungs
eyes and ears and mouth
and all the parts of me
that keep me alive and
moving, coming, going,
seeing, doing and being.
All those parts that were
put together 60 years ago
in the dark depths of my
mother’s body that once
was put together in myÂ
grandmother’s body and
so on and so forth back
and back and back andÂ
here again I can onlyÂ
think that I have been
remarkably lucky.
