Growing up in different schools,
different neighborhoods,
Mom affectionately worried,
Saying I was just like her.
Shy, withdrawn, scared.
As I grew
watching Mom struggle,
I saw much more to her
I saw strength, honesty and bravery.
Now I am a writer,
and people are amazed at my guts
that amaze and remind me of
Mom.
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