Remember when you wrapped me
in a blanket
with a high fever?
Rushed me to the emergency room
They stuck a long needle into my back
The fever subsided, but your pain did not
The pain of not knowing
The pain of not having
your own mother there
to tell you the anecdotal actions
one should take
when one’s child is sick
Remember when you found me?
In the pool
Almost drowning
You say you saw
my short black hair
wispy tufts
Body floating gently
as if in the womb
I was four, you twenty-nine
You saved me
and once again I
owed you my tiny fragile life