Looking Through Stained Glass

Just Like Me

I never exactly said you had intelligence.

“Nobody likes a smart-ass!”

Just that you were not necessarily brilliant.

“What were you thinking?”

I never exactly said you were attractive.

“What? You think you’re cute?”

Just that you not necessarily gorgeous.

“I don’t believe you went out looking like that.”

I never exactly said you were a leader.

“Why would you tell them to do that?”

Just that you did not necessarily know where you were going.

“I told you, should have turned left.”

I never exactly said you were good with words.

“The speech could have been better.”

Just that you were not necessarily good with vocabulary.

“You made a mess of the crossword.”

I never exactly said you were funny.

“Oh, you told a joke!”

Just that you not necessarily a comic.

“Was that supposed to be funny?”

Yet, you grew up to be
intelligent, attractive,
a leader, and a wordsmith
with a good sense of humor.

Because despite all the words I don’t say
Oft times with tongue firmly planted
You were secure in the words I do say
”Mama loves you – you’re just like me!”

 


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