My mother always had a playful daredevil streak
She was a teacher, and actress, a creator, an inventor
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 unspoken with messages hard and soft
Life gives us each other, bonded by love like no other
I see what is to come but wait not – life is to be lived.
Imagine mom and me and all our memories, and everything is more than we imagined it could be
My mom is growing older, and I am too
Imagine living your dreams.
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