a reflection: Presents I give you an emptiness, I give you a plenitude, unwrap them carefully. - one's as fragile as the other - And when you thank me I'll pretend not to notice the doubt in your voice when you say they're just what you wanted. Put them on the table by your bed. When you wake in the morning they'll have gone through the door of sleep into your head. Wherever you go they'll go with you and wherever you are you'll wonder, smiling about the fullness you can't add to and the emptiness that you can fill. peom by Norman MacCaig Mom, your life and passing fills us with both emptiness and plenitude... Both a blessing. Love you always and forever.