She asked me

Tell me something about your mother

So I told her

In 2012,

My mother was told by doctors

the pain in her chest 

could be breast cancer

Although it ended up being a false alarm

When I asked her if she was worried,

she looked me in my eyes, smiled,

and said "No...

Things could always be worse"

My mother is the type of person 

whose smile could be found

in a dark room full of complaints

My mother is the type of person

who chooses to be a rose

on days everyone around her 

chooses to be weeds 

My mother is the type of person

who stands by you 

when everyone else turns their back

When she asked me

Tell me something about your mother

I swallowed all the air I could 

that would give me the ability

to tell her things

I never had the courage 

to tell my mother out loud

And when my mother asks me to describe

the woman I'm about to marry 

I'll look my mom in her eyes, smile, 

and say "You know Mom...

She's alot like you"