I wonder if you realize

That the nose you wish to change
Was your grandfather's

That the mouth you wish was fuller
Is just like your aunt's

And your entirely unmanageable hair
Is from your father

That you are carrying your mother with you
Every time you laugh

And your beautiful little sister and you
Will lose your last name but not that freckle on your left hand

You're a mosaic of everything that has been loved before
And will be loved again in you