Full Title: A Collection of Poetry About the Connection Between a Daughter and Mother: Just Alike, Momma’s Favorite
We often speak of our heroes and often in that list are mothers and fathers. In this collection of poems, we are focused on the moment that a teenager realizes how much they have turned into their mother and also that they are their mother’s favorite. In Just Alike they focus on all the things that they do that are exactly like their mother. As much as we all try to fight becoming our parents in so many instances, we become adults and have to give credit to a lot of our personality characteristics or preferences are wrapped up in who our biggest influences were are and often that lies without parents and in this instance their mother. In Momma’s Favorite we ride along as they tell us all the reasons that they are their mother’s favorite. From having the same interests to the fact, they are an only child, but then they go deeper into who they were and how mom stood by them why they figure it would. That mom supported them as they tried and failed at so many things in life. A collection that reminds us that while in our teenage years we may have struggled with the relationship that we had with our parents but they never wavered on unconditionally loving us and knowing that eventually this too shall pass. *Performer may be any gender.
Connection Between a Daughter and Mother
There’s no denying
Even if I wanted too
Even if I tried
Even if my father told me it wasn’t true
It is oh so clear that SHE is my mother.
When people ask if we are twins
I know they don’t mean it in age but in so many other things
Like two twins born into different times
And yet we are able to connect with each other as if
We shared the same space as we were being formed
Laying side by side
The same genes
So much alike
I spent so many years in denial
We don’t look alike
You’re just saying that because we respond to things the same way
No, we don’t shop together- our styles are just a little similar
Day after day
I did exactly what I wasn’t supposed to do
What we all complained about doing
Becoming
Turning into
Looking in the mirror and reflecting on
My Life
Who is starring back at me
Is… pieces of her.