childhood memories of my mom and reflection on sentimental love for her kindness.
It was so nasty.
burned toast crumbs
stuck in the honey
and a smeared peanut butter glob in the middle.
You hurried to put it in a plastic bag
so that I wouldn't be late for school.
and everyone always thought my sandwich was weird,
going "what's that?" and "ew that's gross..."
but I ate it
and even though I didn't particularly love it,
I thought of my mommy
thinking ever so sweetly
"mmm the scent of honey..."
and "peanut butter, yum!"
You always made sure
I was never hungry.
and even when I rolled my eyes at you
because you made me put my money in an envelope or a stupid passport holder,
I knew you were taking good care of me
and I secretly hoped I'd be just like you.
so when you feel
like you are me
and you are for the first time falling in love or sending text messages,
Remember, it's true
that I'm you too
and we're in this life together.