Are You My Mother?

Holidays are finally here

Friends are calling full of cheer

Turkey roasting, presents wrapped

Santa's route, carefully mapped

Snowmen sitting in every yard

This time of year I find so hard

Even those who argue most

In their heart carry of Christmas toast

Pumpkin pie with a cloud of cream

Candy canes filling ever child's dream

Lighted displays on the neighbors roof

Left behind prints of a reindeer's hoof

All around happiness, joy and smiles

But I do no have it, and haven't for a while

All I remember, from the time I was born

Was being rejected and being scorn

I wasn't wanted, I will never know why

Every day I am reminded, every night I cry

Who was the one who gave me away

What was she thinking, what did she say

Does she ever wonder, on the holidays

Who I really am, and how I am today

Or did she just forget and cast me aside

I have no one here, in which I can confide

I need to finally fill, this whole in my heart

I want my life, to finally really start

Every woman I see, I wonder just maybe

Could she be, is she, are you, My Mom.

Credits: Elizabeth M. Brown