Wednesday, October 19, 2016

If when I'm me I become more like you,
Maybe, because we've been apart so long,
I've quit reacting, protracting on queue.
Even when I think I might be wrong,
Genetics and deep memories set at birth
Define the faces that I make and girth
I carry and my gait, and outlook, too.
I find I look like you, and if some pain
I find in that might seem to make me blue,
I have to smile and shake my head again,
And wonder if you ever felt that way too.

-jenn

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