I Am From

I am from my mother’s womb

From tears of joy and loneliness

Of desperation and moving forward

Love and affection were my surroundings

A mother’s fear causing to not

Let her baby fly

Away from the nest

A tradition that you put family

Before yourself

Something that will be

Broken in August

The bird will fly

But never forget the warmth

Of the mother’s womb.

By Tania, 17