On cleaning the graves

Why do they come?

Year, after year, after year,
they come.

These are graves, of people,
in life, they knew not, of ...

The deaths coming, years,
before their birth

They carry no memories, 
of sickness, weddings, or funerals.

No memories of the babies.

They mourn then not, from memories, of youth.

Like salmon, returning to spawn,
they return yearly, to clean the graves

To reward the children, they will return,
year, after year, after year, 
to Donnetta Hot Springs, to take a swim.

Donnetta was once owned by the family,
it is where they scalded pigs,
after the yearly slaughter.

They bring their memories,
of their grandmothers and grandfathers,
aunts, uncles, and cousins,

And their babies.

Year, after year, after year,
I bring my memories,
Of swimming, and picnics,
and meals being prepared,
and running with cousins,
and games of tackle football. 

I go there to recover lost memories,
it is one of the rare places,
on Earth, I felt nurtured, by Momma.

So year, after year, after year,
I shall return, to relive those memories
as I return home, to create new memories,
for my, babies. 

Between the urine and the feces

Anatomical it is correct,
the birth canal, being lodged between,

the Urethra and the Anus.

We come forth in the struggle.

We live in struggle,

We die in the struggle.

After the struggle to be free,

from our mom's birth canal,

we struggle to return,

to that of our mate.

The need to return is so strong,

that men will work for decades,

to form an intimate connection with a mate. 

Cleopatra used it to control an empire,

through a man.

Like all great powers, it can be used,

for good and evil.

With the first act, comes oxytocin,

the bonding of the male and female,

as one unit.

I became forever bonded,

with my mate, after this first act.

Even after decades of married,

heterosexual celibacy,

it is my first thought at rising,

and my last thought on ending the day.

My nannies in-laws kept a stool,

in the kitchen dedicated to the late-night,

performance of this task.

My first bonding came at a request, 

from my mate, to help her,

to make a baby.

I failed in that, task.

The hope is that you will use,

this incredible power,

to create life,

and to bond with your eternal mate,

as you raise your babies.