It is true I was created in you. It is also true That you were created for me. I owned your voice. It was shaped and turned to soothe me. Your arms were molded Into a cradle to hold me, to rock me. The scent of your body was in the air Perfumed for me to breathe. Mother, During those early, dearest days I did not dream that you had A large life which included me, For I had a life Which was only you. I thank you that You still find something in me To cherish, to admire, and to love. I thank you, Mother. I love you.