Self Poetry

You and Me

Mirror, mirror on the wall

I turned in to my mother after all

Look at our face, eyes, and nose

We are the same down to our toes

We went to college to get our degree

A teacher is what we wanted to be

We married doctors who also like books

Busy with patients and reading- how it looks

Our houses filled with girls in dresses

We had the normal cooking messes

On Sunday at church, we go to pray

We try to give service throughout the day

Mirror, mirror on the wall

I’m not sad to be my mom after all.

Dedication: To my mom. Countless people have told us we look alike, but we have other characteristics in common. My mom was dedicated to her kids and so am I. She sewed us clothes, watched us play sports, helped us into college, and on and on. She found growth in service and enjoyed church. Me too. It's not so bad to be like each other.

Why this poem: Genealogy starts with yourself. Learn what you can about your life and chronicle it. Think of writing your own story. It can start with your birth or with who you look like. When it comes to writing your story "think small." Start with a poem.