Mother's little girl

When I was a little girl,

I'd say I was too scared of the dark,

And say there were monsters under my bed

So I could sleep in my mother's arms.

When I was a little girl,

I'd say I was too tired to eat,

I'd lie about my 'tiresome' day:

While my mother would feed. When I was a little girl,

I'd say I couldn't tie my hair

And whilst my mother would braid it up

I'd watch her;

I'd stare.

When I was a little girl,

I'd cry to wear mum's heels,

I'd try to fit in her shoes

And watch my toe-skin peel.

I was a little girl then

Because I wasn't actually apprehensive of the dark;

I wasn't tired, not a bit;

I knew to tie my hair,

And I'd love to wear my baby-shoes;

But all I'd do was care

for my mother.

But more than everything above

I'd lie, I'd cry, I'd die

for my mother's love.

~ to my ma, and my nani, and my dadi, and my bua, and my masi, and my mami, and my chachi, to every other woman that has made me what i am today: who are all significant mothers in my life