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March 25, 2023
By Kbuck83 BRONZE, New Windsor, New York
Kbuck83 BRONZE, New Windsor, New York
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Mom,

The glue holding me together

The light at the end of the dark tunnel


An ordinary piece of coal

Beaten until the shining diamond was revealed

A surprise


It took years to find the real you

All we had to do was remove the extra layers


Me a flightless bird

You a soaring crow


Me the worst of you

You the best of me


We are each other

In different eras

At different points of time


The author's comments:

Me and my mom never really got along but as I have grown up, we see each other from a different perspective. We learned to communicate and actually grow and connect. She has slowly turned into one of my favorite people.


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