My Mother Wanted
by Dorothy Alexander


me to marry well,
someone she knew and liked,
maybe the son of a friend,
a man she could trust,
one of “our people.”

She wanted him to be considerate,
observe her wishes regarding
the grandchildren. He should be
a quiet person, good provider,
even tempered, not given to excesses;
someone to look up to and depend on.

She knew it was her last chance
for happiness.






Copyright © 2024 by Red River Review. First Rights Reserved. All other rights revert to the authors.
No work may be reproduced or republished without the express written consent of the author.