When Curiosity Doesn't Kill You……YOU LEARN. More Than Just a Breathe of Fresh Air

And my mother

Is so wonderful

The way I’d wake up in the mornings

But her first

And I’d come downstairs

To only use that bathroom

Out of habit

But to see the light

Of that habit

To watch her

Put on her makeup

Although she wasn’t akin

To the staring

I did

Or the fact

I was watching

Her artistry

Every morning

Go off to work

No matter what

And how

I love her so much


That is the truth

She taught me

Without the classroom

But in real life

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