Part Of Me
It's not so much that I don't know which label applies,
I don't need any one label, I have many.
I'm trying to remember who I am, to me.
What makes those labels fit me.
Which are temporary or malleable.
And which are unyielding and constant.
I am a mother, first and foremost, always.
Friends know that and accept it as a part of me.
I need not worry that it is a burden on them.
I need not modify my actions or behaviours.
A friendship with me comes within a package.
It cannot be extracted for simplification.
Nor should separating the "mother" from the "friend" be asked of me!
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