once again.

Umm...so I don't understand how the end came. But okay. Maybe I'm just dense.

But I loved the progression.

wow...i have never read anything like this...this is such a strong piece...i really like it..speacilly how u made the little girl grow up and how her views changed and same with the mother...great job

So sad! I love the structre of the poem...How your mom's words seem to float over all you say(this was beautiflly done by the structure). I love the open end, which symbolizes the cycle of live, and how things tend to stay the same, even though we grow. Nice work!

You know that feeling you get when you walk out of the thearte after seeing a REALLY good movie. This Poem left me in awe, and wanting for more but so utterly content with the ending. So hears a round of applause for you (CLAPING x 100) Happy New Year!

This isn’t the first time that I’ve seen a mother/daughter influenced piece from you; especially well done. Its like how do you tell this person who gave birth to you that no matter how perfect she sees you in her mind; you just aren’t that person. You don’t have to be a “good” person to be yourself, or a bad person, just you. I think parents, mothers especially see their daughters in a certain light and the view finger for that image can never be broken. Its like I love my mom more then life itself but I don’t think that she understands the whole of myself and I doubt that she ever will - but that doesn’t mean that we love each other any less. Keep up the good work.

Much love,Juliet.

atleast she is smiling again. happy New Year.:)

I'm... not exactly sure exactly how I feel about this poem. It's great, there's no doubt about that, but it left me with a bit of a feeling of emptiness at the end. Hm. Nicely done. :)

"this is how the teenagers dress, mama"

Oh, God. I remember that phase. I like this poem...I can see myself in it.