those who made me

I want
to be as
and giving
as she is

I want
to be as
and dependable
as he is

I must admit
these wants

must acknowledge
their glories

these people
who created me

whose bodies
brought life
to mine

whose minds
sometimes seem so
from mine

I have always
been so quick

to look at them
with harsh

older now,
I am learning
to ease my blaming
them for
my weakness

I am learning
to identify
them as
a source
of my strengths.