And Still I Rise

Before I was myself you made me, me
With love and patience, discipline and tears,
Then bit by bit stepped back to set me free,
Allowing me to sail upon my sea,
Though well within the headlands of your fears.
Before I was myself you made me, me

With dreams enough of what I was to be
And hopes that would be sculpted by the years,
Then bit by bit stepped back to set me free,

Relinquishing your powers gradually
To let me shape myself among my peers.
Before I was myself you made me, me,

And being good and wise, you gracefully
As dancers when the last sweet cadence nears
Bit by bit stepped back to set me free.

For love inspires learning naturally:
The mind assents to what the heart reveres.
And so it was through love you made me, me
By slowly stepping back to set me free

Happy Mother's Day to the three women who made me,me-My mother,grandmother and aunt or my three mothers as I like to think of them.Today is kinda bittersweet because my grandmother is not here and I owe her a debt of gratitude for being there for me and always encouraging me to keep striving for better.I wish I could have done more for her or that she were here to see me now that my life is finally getting some sort of order.But for what its worth,I know I made her more happy than sad so I can hold on to that.Still miss her a whole lot though.