I am becoming more like you Ma, I fear less and feel more, Sulk less and smile more, Judge less and juggle more. I am becoming more like you Ma, I say yes more and less nah, I am becoming more like you Ma, I cook patiently to bring out the flavor, And eat slowly to taste and savor, Hear more and easily ask for favor. I am becoming more like you Ma, Trying to seek the good and let go of the bad, I am learning not to stay for long mad, Look for the best in all-lass and lad. I am becoming more like you Ma, I can enjoy my own company and space, I do not need to follow anyone’s pace Or attach happiness to any person or place. I am becoming more like you Ma, I am learning that life is richer with grace, It does not have to be a perpetual race, Peace and contentment can be found if I brace. I am becoming more like you Ma, I stop more to smell the roses, See through pretentions and poses, Understand that happiness and sadness come in regular doses.
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