Like mother like daughter

Without a face to the name

The saying ‘like mother like daughter’

Shall never be the same

How can I know if I’m following her path

If I can’t even remember

When she called last

How can I ever know if I’m anything like her

When she won’t let me in

She won’t share the secrets she holds so tight

About the past

My past

Everything she’s kept within

If I’m destined to be like my mother

How will I know?

Will I end up reading a poem

Written by my own daughter?

Will she sprawl her words and tears

About how she spends her own life wondering

When and if she’ll meet her mother

How will she know when she’s really loved?

Am I becoming my mother?