In Your Mother's Arms
I couldn’t live without my mother
It has been years since we first met through an ultrasound
It seems like yesterday
When I felt my mother’s hand rub on my head through her belly
Sometimes I think about if “man” were the only gender on earth
Where would I be?
It is a woman that goes through the most pain
How many men can say they have carried another human in their belly?
Nine months. Wow!
Only strength can physically equip women to bring in a new life
Now I think about my mother
My beautiful, strong, ambitious mother
But questions flood my thoughts
What would I do if my mother were not alive?
What if she just abandoned me because she could not do it?
Where would I be?
Would I still be as strong?
Would my eyes look at the world differently?
Who would have raised me?
When people said I would not accomplish anything in life,
That the only choice I had is to get pregnant and work on my feet all day,
Who would have looked me in my eyes to say
“Baby you have options. You can be anything you want”?
Would I have made straights A’s in high school?
Would I have been pushed to be the first in my family to go to college?
Would failure be an option for me?
If my mother did not exist, I would not know how to be ambitious.
It is in a mother’s existence that helps a little girl become a woman.
My secrets would not have a place to go and hide
A mother has something that no man can have
A mother’s intuition
My mother has the ability to communicate with her offspring better than anybody else
I would not know how to comb my precious sandy brown hair
I would not know how protective a mother’s presence is
I would not have the honor of being a daughter, who will one day become a mother, hopefully a wife, and years and years from now a grandmother
It is my mother’s ferocious personality leading her to never give up
In my mother’s eyes, she sees me as a reflection of herself
If my mother did not exist my soul would not be cared for
If my mother did not exist I would not be writing this poem
If my mother did not exist, I wouldn’t be afraid to die
If my mother did not exist I would not be alive