My Life- Birth

A selection of poems detailing various points in my life; a series of absolute garbage by an absolute trash mammal.

Birth

I was an accident

to a mother of eighteen

The best thing to ever happen to her

At least, that what she tells me

The warmest day of January, 1999

Several days past due

I was always stubborn, she said

Even in the womb

Blue eyes like my father

Red hair like him, too

Jawline of my grandmother

Spirit of my mother, who

I most resembled 

Though not physically