the big grand mall.

would you cry with me
when mother loses us
at the big grand mall

on a sunny day
as people run about
in their familiar bent circles

like the puppies in the park
playing catch the ball
playing chase the squirrel

mourn with me would you
hold me as i shake my anxiety
on to your body

i am alone in your warmth
i am alone in your body
no longer there

in the absence of mother
we embrace
one within the other

i
the child you forgot
in yourself

i
welcome you back
just as you are lost.