Of many an embrace I have full memory
of incarnating myself as a tender mother
when my father wavered safely
first look at brothers and sisters
wishing I embraced the stars
in learning the strict master
sweat and awkward with first love
my dear friend of help and vigour
intense and distant the one with grandparents
he was full of pride with my own children
in the late pain still present was she
when history was full of the body
I disembodied and returned to the belly
and I embraced one and all forever.