Continuation: A Poem

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Trees, and their branches

Branches, and their leaves

You, mother

You and me

You brought me into this world

I am, because you are

You brought me into this world

I am, what you are

I’m a continuation 

I’m your continuation 

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Born from you

Born of you

You’re my harbour

You’re my home

You nurtured me

And you loved me

You held me when I was scared

You taught me what it meant to care

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Born from you

Born of you

You’re my harbour

You’re my home

When the world was harsh

And people let me down

You made me strong

You taught me how to stand my ground 

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To me, it’s nothing short of angelic

Your grounding simplicity

Your beautiful calming voice

Those bright sparkling eyes, when you talk

The way your footsteps sound, when you walk

But mostly, I think,

It’s the lines

That your smiles draw on your cheeks

To me, it’s nothing short of angelic

With only a glance, you touch me

With only a smile, you heal me

To me, it’s nothing short of angelic

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Last winters, this one cold cold evening

I remember looking at old pictures, of you and I

It dawned on me, how time is passing us by

Weeks turn into months, months into years

I grow up. I grow up, and you grow old

I think to myself, how is it fair

That I grow up

And that you grow old

I think to myself, how is it fair

For I am, because you are

And I am, what you are

So, how is it fair

That I grow up

And that you grow old

This thought 

It’s stubborn, and it’s strong

It stays the day

It stays the night

This thought 

It’s stubborn, and it’s strong

This thought,

It’s now, not leaving

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Been almost a year now 

Every time I come back home

You run towards me 

You take me into your arms

Seeing you, it elates me

But seeing you, it also breaks me

It breaks me

And I utter not a word

It breaks me

And I shed not a tear

I look at things that are

And I see things that one day,

No longer will be

It’s torture

And it’s pain

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I sit here

Notebook in one hand

A pen in the other

I write;

Trees, and their branches

Branches, and their leaves

You, mother

You and me

You brought me into this world

I am, because you are

You brought me into this world

I am, what you are

I’m a continuation 

I’m your continuation 

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As I write

It finally dawns on me

I’m a continuation

I’m your continuation 

Nothing ends here

Nothing ever ends

I may one day, 

lose the shelter of your arms

But never that of your spirit

I may one day, 

lose the shelter of your arms

But never that of your love 

Love will live on

You will live on

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You’ll live on, in me

You’ll live on, with me

Not because I look like you

Or speak like you

But because I am you

Pink flesh, thick skin, biting taste

The blood that flows inside of me, my DNA

All from you

All of you

I am, because you are

And I am, what you are

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You’ll live in me

And I’ll live for you, mother

I’ll live for you

Everything you believed in,

I’ll believe in 

Everything you stood for, 

I’ll stand for

I’ll prove myself, mother

The mistakes I’ve made, I promise I’ll amend 

All the efforts you put into me,

They’ll all be worth it, in the end

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Now when I see you, mother

It elates me 

Now when I see you, mother

It no longer breaks me

It’s no longer torturous 

There's no longer any pain

It’s happiness and happiness alone

As it should be

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Trees, and their branches

Branches, and their leaves

You, mother

You and me

You brought me into this world

I am, because you are

You brought me into this world

I am, what you are

I’m a continuation, mother

I’m your continuation 

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