Vanity Fair

for mom, gone 50 years, on Mother’s Day

momand kids1

Orphanage girl;
a Franklin stove
simmering Sunday sauce
I often wondered if you dreamed

Italian woman
sweeatshop seamstress
wife and mother
Did you miss the flowering almond trees in high Summer?

Besides your hopes
your dreams for us
did you have any which belonged to you
and you alone?

You are gone now
gone longer than you were here
but I know;
I know you dreamed

for when you left I found your book
leather bound, embossed in gold
with carefully penciled notes of no perfect heroes;
No happy endings

And from your penciled notes
I know you dreamed;
for all true dreamers love
Vanity Fair.



Mom (center) in her convent/orphanage clothes with friends at the fountain in Central Park



About toritto

I was born during year four of the reign of Emperor Tiberius Claudius on the outskirts of the empire in Brooklyn. I married my high school sweetheart, the girl I took to the prom and we were together for forty years until her passing in 2004. We had four kids together and buried two together. I had a successful career in Corporate America (never got rich but made a living) and traveled the world. I am currently retired in the Tampa Bay metro area and live alone. One of my daughters is close by and one within a morning’s drive. They call their pops everyday. I try to write poetry (not very well), and about family. Occasionally I will try a historical piece relating to politics. :-)
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5 Responses to Vanity Fair

  1. jfwknifton says:

    Some nice old photographs but I’m not so sure about Dean Martin though.

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  2. Oh beautiful remembrance!
    “Besides your hopes / your dreams for us / did you have any which belonged to you / and you alone?”
    ~ As a mother, I have my dreams for me alone, but those for my sons take front stage. That you still think of your mother after all of these years suggest that she was no different.

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  3. beetleypete says:

    I remember this from before. A great tribute to your Mum, who looks so happy in that old photograph. People never look the same in modern photos. Maybe they have become too used to having their picture taken.
    Best wishes, Pete.

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  4. Lara/Trace says:

    She’s stunning and your poem is stunning! ❤ to you!

    Liked by 1 person

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