Poem – I Am – by Vikki Ann Owens

I Am

i am who my mother, beverly ann owens, taught me to be

a woman of substance, loyalty, love of family, and intelligent openness

my mother is physically no longer here

but i feel her with me all the time

when i feel weak she gives me strength

when i laugh at things that are not funny to most, she is by my side laughing with me

when i cry, i feel her wipe my tears

when i am hurt and feel alone, i feel her tightly hug me and whisper, “you’re a little piece of leather and you’re well put together”

she understood human vulnerability but she also celebrated an individual’s strength under pressure

above all, she took no shit from anyone

i am vikki ann owens

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