Your Poor Penmanship…

Do tell

Did you mean for me

to hold your wings aloft…in flight

That you alone may reach

the glory of heights…

Was this to be my purpose then..

Do tell

Were your hopes exclusive

Rigid images drawn

Bold strict lines stenciled by selfish hands

Solely..

Leaving no room for wants

Far less for needs of another..

Do tell

Was this the role you penned

For your mother…?

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