I Never Knew…

 I was cleaning my house today and I stumbled upon a notebook with some poetry in it that my mom wrote. I guess I never realized that she wrote poetry. Probably much too young to understand or even care before she passed away. I wonder if she ever realized that I had been writing poetry since I was little too. I always sort of wondered where I got it from…..I guess now I know. Funny how years later you still find out things that surprise you so much about yourself and your family. About your identity. All the time I continually realize how much more alike we are then I ever knew or cared to admit. I am me, I am Mary. But I also am and always will be my mother’s daughter.