on and on

Happy Mother’s Day 

Mother!  I miss you. 

Her mother- I never met her.

And so it is done. 

I worked through CV19. 

I worked my ass off

And never missed a day. 

Not even a minute. 

January, February, March,

April, and May. 

I quarantined in place (most nights)

and slept on a mat on the floor at work. 

And never faltered. 

I kept my boundaries 

And never gained. 

Or went off plan. 

Although my plan 

Was greatly expanded. 

I used an odd technique 

To get my little man

To settle down. 

And now I know it has a name. 

FOMO. 

Fear Of Missing Out. 

It’s his weakness. 

A few days now and then

Of fill ins. 

I’m the oldest nurse. 

But I do most of the work. 

The most hours. 

And the most physical work.