Thank you

Can you pick me up saturday morning?  
I’ll rustle my sheets and I’ll tell myself I will wash them later even though we know I won’t  
Yes  -
Can you just pick me up saturday morning?  
 
You told me you weren’t going to give me advice  
Because the best advice you can get is from yourself  
And I’ve never felt more happy that you are my mother for saying that  
For letting me make my own decisions  
And smiling when you see my independence  
Can you pick me up saturday morning?  
 
I know you were once like me  
Pretty in your own way  
In love in your own way  
And eager to please and be pleased;  
Sometimes I hate you  
Actually a lot of times I hate you  
 and I know that will never go away  
Sometimes I hope I won’t have to see you that often after the diploma is in my hands  
And sometimes I wish you didn’t love me so much so that if I dissapeared into the abstract world of solitude you would not miss me;  
 
Other times  
I am no longer dissonant
I am tranquil in the motion of your heart beating when we are apart and  
Today I thought of the nights I let you hug me  
The ones where we sing along to the talking heads  
The ones where you turn my closet light off when I’ve forgotten and whisper goodnight;  
 
I know I am sly  
I know I am selfish  
I know I know  
Your heart is fragile  
And you know what, so is mine  
Why does it hurt so much when someone says we are alike?  
 
I will never really know you  
The you you were before you put rabbits on my wall and candles in my window;  
You learned to be strong  
in a different way than your mother  
 and she a different way from hers  
And me too I’m sure  
Yes, we are alike for our differences and our couponing  
We are alike for our dancing and the desire to support our families  
 
I may never be whole but I know that I will own a colorful apron one day  
And I may never be calm  
But I know that I have generations of stories of such raw humanity to last a life time;  
 
Time passes-
And sometimes It slithers through the evil like water  
Trickle drop splash  
And back again  
And all I can think is  
Please,  
Will you pick me saturday morning?  
We can go shopping while you complain about cooking dinner for your husbands later  
And I will look out the window  
Proud to love such women