My mother was a teacher
a daughter and a wife
She left before her time
Left before I can recall
Though routine
Many pick me through;
"Her face my inspiration"
"Her personality my double"
Treat me as her
Treat me with regard I never earned
My entirety is compared
And my expression belittled to another's
Leaving me soured
A woman I had never known
A legacy that I must fulfil
My mother, who is me
Sep 19, 2024
Sep 19, 2024 at 11:24 PM UTC
My mother was a teacher
a daughter and a wife
She left before her time
Left before I can recall
Though routine
Many pick me through;
"Her face my inspiration"
"Her personality my double"
Treat me as her
Treat me with regard I never earned
My entirety is compared
And my expression belittled to another's
Leaving me soured
A woman I had never known
A legacy that I must fulfil
My mother, who is me