Growing Up and Out
My mother My miracle mother My beautiful kind smart mother
Who held me in her womb, her arms, her heart Taught me to say please and thank you And I love you and I hate you
Now I go walking alone, driving alone With my thoughts and hers
I work so hard to leave her Day in and day out I pray I don't burden my miracle mother
But I know that even after all of these years, No one will ever soothe me in the same way













