NoHoldsBarredPoetryWritingChallenge Day 7: Happy Birthday, Mama

Many happy returns
to the woman who bore me,
lent me her face,
her freckles, her nose,
the hair I turned gray,
the old torn up robe.

You pushed me 
from your womb, 
seven pounds and early,
but to you I'm still baby
even though I'm now thirty.

Sweetest birthday wishes,
Mother, who knows best.
Your warm hugs and kisses
have made me feel blessed.

© 2022 Nortina Simmons

Let me know I'm not talking to myself.

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