Meeting Mother

I absolutely love this poem! When you said, "burning read hair perfectly curled into place" and her legs smoothly crossed that really painted a picture in my head. I think you should try to add on to it a little more, give me some more details. I was so interested, so it kind of felt like a cliff hanger. Maybe you can go into a little more depth about why she looks so lost, is she happy to see you? Does she smile back? Answering these kinds of questions really helps the reader "become one with the poem". Great job, keep reciting!

xoxo

This poem is strong in the sense of feeling. Though, you portray that you are excited to see her, I get the overwhelming feeling of sadness. I really liked that the third line into the poem you asked a question, "Could that be her?" Then you end the poem with your own answer, you believe it's her. But are you completely sure?

"No sign of a smile
Hiding in her face"

I wonder if you just switched the word "in" to "on" that it would sound better. The reason I say that is because you wear emotions like you wear clothes. So you wouldn't exactly say, "I have in my purple shirt" but rather you would say, "I have on my purple shirt."
Also, I'm confused as to how you know that this lady is your mother? Do you two share similar physical traits that are quite distinguishable? Have you seen a picture of her before and she hasn't changed much? Letting your readers know how you can come to that conclusion and be sure about it helps us understand that maybe she really is your mother.
Overall, I really enjoyed the poem. I'm not breaking apart all the things that I don't like; I'm trying to help you make the poem stronger. You do well with describing your "mother." In my head I could see the beautiful red head sitting there with her legs crossed smoking that cigarette. Her eyes blank and staring at nothing, while her mind possibly wandering off to somewhere farther. You did well, keep up the good work!