Mary Louis Kanellis-Bennett Instagram – Happy Mother’s Day!!! A poem: What being a mother is to me. I hear you My small voice Once loud now silenced By the deafening screams of tiny feet They find their footing With the use of my sanity Pulling and tugging the pockets Of the small bits of self I might have left They rearrange me With new DNA While watching them play Everything I knew The building of you Is the reorganization Of my desperation To raise them right But oh what a magical life To watch them grow Not like a flower But as a weed Pushing through the cracks Carrying them on my back This role That fills the spaces Leaving traces Foot assassins Litter the floor And I continue to give them more That smile, that laugh Becomes everything Replacing the image in the mirror With a ghost Of the woman that was once there With mother And that small voice inside me That is what’s left of who I used to be