Listen to Your Mother gave voice to our own tales
of living in the trenches, of personal details
of hopes, and of laughs and of sad separation
We wanted to share, and we felt the elation.
Our stories of mothering, we wrote every word
Finally, we felt that our voices were heard
The gang cast in New York’s show, we met and it was fate
We focused on May 6th as our special due date.
“Giving motherhood a microphone“, Ann Imig‘s plan was genius
The show felt more Vagina Monologues than Puppetry of the Penis.
Our producer Varda Steinhardt, a squashed mom yes she is
Knew how to bring out the best of us in this business of show biz
And director, Amy Wilson a fine actress and a writer
Worked with us on nuances to get our pieces tighter
Associate Producer Holly Rosen Fink, brought sponsors in galore
With Betsy Cadel joining, support was even more.
10 LTYM cites throughout the states joined our celebration
Craved connections to our show at the JCC; they knew we had the floor!
Last Sunday it was show time, now there was no denying
Before our tech rehearsal I admit I did some crying
So I pulled up my bootstraps and gave them a sharp tug
I recovered in the green room where emcee Rene Syler, gave me a hug
The next day she placed my own Life Lessons on her site
Where I revealed my long-held dream to help mothers day and night.
First Patty Chang Anker told of her daughter’s sweet cookie jar story
I looked up at the audience; they saw her in her glory
Next, Howard Margulies, reminisced about his cha-chaing mom Charlene
His delivery was flawless, he really set a scene
Kathy Curto spoke of her late mom’s delicious dishes
The flavors she described, gave the audience food wishes
Ilana Wiles was up next, and her tale rang so true
When a baby takes over, you lose so much of you
Then it was my turn and I took a chance
and spoke of my sweet Crystal and her little dance
Photo: Jennifer Lee Photography
I enjoyed their performance, and finally, my pulse stopped its racing
Una LaMarche doesn’t like cargo shorts, of that there is no doubt
Her funny warning message to her baby son said what life was all about
Kate Mayer talked about the impact of her daughter leaving home
It’s hard to let a child go, even if college is where she’ll roam
Then Deborah Goldstein joked about the reality of kids puking
Her partner laughed out loud, but nobody was duking
Kirsten Piccini hails from PA, and we all signed her shoe
Her boys may take the spotlight, but Kirsten shimmers, too
Producer Varda Steinhardt, spoke about how her mom is aging
As time marches on, she showed us all that there’s no point in raging
Director, Amy Wilson relayed her son’s medical woes
She said it real; you felt her pain right down to your toes.
Cynthia Bastidas was the opposite of remorse
She made a life decision, and had to stay the course
Eve Lederman is as different from her mother as she could dare
We laughed as we heard her urgent need for that shower chair.
Then, at the end of our show, Jonny Schremmer covered all the bases
And now everybody knows it’s cause that lady’s Aces!
And then the crowd applauded, we basked in admiration
We barely noticed residues of the day’s perspiration
As our producers gave a check to Room to Grow we all felt so proud
Babies raised in poverty were helped cause we spoke out loud
Time to get our accolades, and yes, there were a lot
Our cast party at Tolani had friends and family filling every spot.
We had to end the evening, and we felt it rushed too soon
So we’re planning for a reunion party as early as this June!
Thanks to the Mother of Listen to Your Mother, Ann Imig, our production/directing team, our dynamic emcee and the fantastic cast for a life-changing experience as part of this cultural phenomenon; I will follow your careers with anticipation of more great success; and can’t wait to see you all again.
To my husband Werner, Mom (Miriam), Dad,(Jerome), and my friends Laura, Josephine, Linda, Sheetal, Munira, Katja, Sharon, Randy, and Melissa it means so much to me that you were at the JCC that day to support me in this celebration of motherhood. I’ll never forget it.