Photo Credits:unsplash.com/Sai De Silva Imagine Me My mother always had a playful daredevil streak She was a teacher, and actress, a creator, an inventor A survivor. My mother loved fashion and dressing She had style and class, and loved wigs and Marilyn Monroe The stars in the sky and on the screen, inspired her. Today my mother is older and wants to hold onto her independence ‘Once a man twice a child’ is the saying I hear, with tears understanding My mother is growing older, and so am I. Imagine me, as I used to be in the past with my mother Indeed, I was as cheeky and brave and bold just as she was at times As I really see my mom now, imagine us – older now. Imagine that time just keeps going and its speeding up fast And I just want some more time to do more, be different, be better for her. We are in this together, me and her, her and me – we. Imagine that there were words spoken and unspok...
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