A poem in celebration of my Mother

I am My Mother’s Daughter

©2009  Syneeda Penland

When I wake up every morning

And look in the mirror to see my face,

I realize…

I am My Mother’s Daughter!

When I look at my smooth brown skin,

My kinky hair and the twinkle in my eyes,

I realize…

I am My Mother’s Daughter!

When I notice the strut in my walk,

My sassy style, or at times the tone in my voice,

I realize…

I am My Mother’s Daughter!

When I exude the courage, strength and wisdom

To get me through hard times,

I realize…

I am My Mother’s Daughter!

No matter how many times we try to change ourselves

Or deny who we truly are,

We can never change or deny our heritage,

Which is You, who I see in Me.

I am truly blessed to be,

My Mother’s Daughter!