Mother's Day

I miss my mama. I imagine her sitting in a soft chair in the clouds, under a lamp, reading a good book with a cold beer and ahi poke next to her. Or a bowl of pimento stuffed olives and a glass of sherry. I'd like to bring her a big lei of all the best smelling flowers; gardenia, pikake, tuberose. Happy mother's day mama. I hope you come visit me some day. You know I'm not afraid of ghosts.