Each day I stir in the morning
I am conscious of what is going on
Nowhere in my time of life on this earth
can I remember a time we all just got along
and behaved as what I imagine happiness joy
that we are together at a holiday
If it wasn't my mother and her ex-husband
with her new found family
She made his four children her business
and their children her replacement of her own grandchildren
So
I will not go on as I do not have anything nice to say about her

I am not my mother
I miss my children
Though have a line they crossed with me
that blows me away
I wish them well
Me