11:11

I think of you
once a day
at least
because I look at clocks
every time they read
11:11
as if it were destined
for me to miss you.
We do not speak
sometimes
I cannot breathe.
Were I to call
could I say
that I wish you knew
how
I still love you?
I doubt it
you deserve to know it
regardless
of how I  feel.
I hope you are healthy
I hope you are happy
I hope you found reason to smile today.
Happy birthday
Mom.

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