portraitureA Poem by Deborah Leah Krempa
P ortrait of my daughter. O f my own flesh and blood. R eflection of her mother. T he very essence of my womb. R eflection in the mirror. A n attribute to her soul. I n attribute to my own. T o simulate me, a portraiture. U nveiling the woman she has become. R evealing this portrayal, this parody. E ntertaining to mimic me. © 2008 Deborah Leah Krempa |
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Added on February 8, 2008 AuthorDeborah Leah KrempaToledo, OHAboutI am grandmother,.. My children and my grandchildren I love them all so very much. They are my gifts from my creator, the blessings in this life. I simply adore poetry and the .. more..Writing
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