Mother
How can I tell you that you have shaped every part of who I am?
How could you possibly know that I am who I am because of you?
That I have watched your every move since the day that I was born.
That every word you say reaches a part of me that no one else can touch.
A mother's job is the largest burden one can carry.
I am who I am because of you...
I do not want to be anything like you.
👁 1💬 0
Something wrong with this poem?
Replies are closed for this poem.
If you or someone you know is struggling, you are not alone.
988 Suicide & Crisis Lifeline — call or text 988, 24/7. Crisis Text Line — text HELLO to 741741.
Your Poem's Voice
See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.
Comments (0)
Comments are closed for this poem.