Tuesday, January 3, 2012

Mommy, Where Did I Come From?

When I watched you intently put your makeup on, did you notice?
When you fixed your lipstick with a piece of tissue before going out, did you notice?
When you streached your legs and admired your shoes at the doctors office, did you notice?
When I told you who I was, you didn't want to know. Did you notice?
Maybe Mom, you just didn't want to know where I came from.
The shame was I was always there.

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