Poem for My Mom

Remember the time you forced me to read,

Those novels about tragedy and love,

I didn’t know that you planted the seeds,

Of abilities that I’m now proud of,

There was a time that I felt like a bird,

Imprisoned in a cage, my wings fettered,

Now I see why you had to control me,

Youth blinded me from my stupidity,

You showed us strength, hiding your weakness,

How lucky we are to have a mom as such,

To have a mom whose greatest flaw is,

Loving her kids too damn much.

Mother and Child by Vicente Manansala