Sixth Poem

(Inspired by Sara Kay's line "Your father is a warrior and I am a worrier.")

I am a worrier.

There are a jumble of thoughts

Scattered in my mind

Of everything I must complete

Before leaving you.

They are concerns that 

Keep me awake at night,

Make me pray every morning,

And taunt me throughout my day.

I know you wish that

I only worry for myself

But just because you're my mother 

And your job is to care for me

Doesn't mean I can't sometimes

Take care of you.

I give you everything I don't need.

They are not my leftovers,

But things I can live without.

I cannot make the same sacrifices

As a mother can,

But I can help you as a daughter

Who  thankfully already sees

And understands the struggles 

That a mother faces

To keep the younger ones

Well fed, clothed, and rested.

I can't give you all my life savings,

But I can show you that

At least for some time 

You don't have to worry about me.

Give me the opportunity 

To watch out for you.

Let me give you what I can.

Let me worry the way you do

So I can be the warrior that your are.

Te amo, mamí.

Fifth Poem

If he makes you over think
Why you do regular things in life,
If he keeps you up at night
Without physically being there,
If he makes you nervous
Just by the sight of his name,
If he makes you look
In the mirror for too long,
If he makes you feel
All the wrong things,
If he makes you cry
Without saying a word,
If he makes you feel like
You have low self-esteem...
No.
If he makes you feel like
You have no self-esteem,
If he makes you doubt yourself
About the decisions you make,
If he makes you feel worse
About yourself than better,
If he doesn't think about you
The way you think about him,
He
Is
Not
Worth
It.

For you deserve so much better.