MOTHER

mom3

I remember, I remember.

When I used to want to be just like

You.

I thought you were

Pretty.

I thought you were

Perfect.

I remember, I remember.

When the monsters used to growl at me

Under my bed

In my closet

and the only place I wanted to be

was in your arms

pressed against your stomach

and you telling me it was

Okay.

I remember, I remember.

When that girl at school

gave me

hell

and you told me what to do

and I felt like a superhero

when I marched right up to her

and shut her up

at Recess.

I remember, I remember.

And it was time for bed that night

And i followed you to my room.

Your footsteps made

Imprints

in the

carpet

and I stepped into them

one at a

time

Feeling just like you

as I walked in each footstep.

And up ahead you called out

come on, sweetie

and I looked up and

smiled

and saw you.

I remember, I remember.

I thought you were

Beautiful.

I thought you were

Perfect.

And I looked down at my

small feet

in your

big footsteps

Following your path.

I looked up again

Then, I ran ahead

veering off the path of

Footsteps

and making

My Own.

mom1

mom2

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