Me, I and myself

Who I am, I am trying to find out still
I am not certain who I am
I am painting a self-portrait
every day is a dot of paint
a speck of sand on the beach
I may not be perfect,
you can still look into a broken mirror
But, I am a daughter, a sister, a friend, a lover
And one day a mother.
When that time comes hopefully I will have finished my painting of life.

Until death does us part.