Smaller Skyscrapers
It was then
When the skyscrapers seemed smaller
That I realized that I had grown taller
A shrinking metropolis
An appropriate tribute to the moments passed by
With rust from time
My mother is no longer Mom
She is Renee
Just like me
Human
Just like me
Although the world is changing
I am now able to recognize
That within the storm
There is an eversteady pulse
A pulse that runs through me
Beside me
And with me
This poem is about:
Me