Will I Look Like My Mother When I'M Old? Poem by YURI DURAAN

When YOU look at her
you see a 60-year old woman,
badly scarred by life, carrying
her experiences upon her like
a frumpled sack of old clothes…
Surely this is not the person of
my tales…
my stories of the past…..
the woman I hail to be the
Mata Hari, Queen Elizabeth
and Mother Teresa?
Can you not see that the
explanation for my slight
exaggeration is love?
When I look at her I see all
that, and more…..
I see myself….
She's just more Glorious.