Truth Is, My Dear Sister You Owe A Lot To Mother For What You Are Now, , , Poem by RIC BASTASA

to make my sister
happy (and foremost
confident about herself
and be without fear
facing other
people)

mother makes nicer
comments about her
almond eyes, (how
beautiful are you
my dear daughter!)
which i hear and which

lie of course reverberate
like an echo of
untruths throughout the room
but i never made
a comment about what is
really true

for even as a child i understand
how mothers love their
daughters, to such an extent
that they have to lie about
disasters.

truth is, my dear sister
you owe a lot to mother for
what you are now, , ,

confident as ever and how
you have grown to be such
a beautiful woman
starting from mother's
white lie...