I come from a band of Mothers,
Some whom I know without doubt,
Others whom I never met,
Yet they paved paths on which I now walk.
I come from a band of Mothers,
Who have offered me perspective,
Their wisdom, their joy, and their pain,
They lent me a part of themselves.
I come from a band of Mothers,
Who introduced me to travel,
And laughter creases around my eyes,
Who taught me to love the sun and the moon,
And things both seen and unseen.
I come from a band of Mothers,
Who knew me before I knew myself,
And handed me the tools to become her.
I am who I am because of a
Brave, wise,
And inconceivably powerful,
Band of Mothers.
Some whom I know without doubt,
Others whom I never met,
Yet they paved paths on which I now walk.
I come from a band of Mothers,
Who have offered me perspective,
Their wisdom, their joy, and their pain,
They lent me a part of themselves.
I come from a band of Mothers,
Who introduced me to travel,
And laughter creases around my eyes,
Who taught me to love the sun and the moon,
And things both seen and unseen.
I come from a band of Mothers,
Who knew me before I knew myself,
And handed me the tools to become her.
I am who I am because of a
Brave, wise,
And inconceivably powerful,
Band of Mothers.