I am my scars and my memories

I am made from the failings of my past

And those times when I picked myself up
I am the product of my mistakes and my victories
I am made of recollections from a time gone by
I am the daughter of a house of love
I am my first steps and my forgotten days
And a soft kiss, a steady shoulder
I am my mothers child, my daddys girl
I am made of strong stuff, my parents joy
I am the product of a war-torn world
I am the result of working hands and unmoving attitudes
And strong minds and strong backs
I am my family tree, tall and strong
I am made from the tears of those in another life
I am a woman in love
I am a lover wrapped in my husbands arms
And a kiss on a cold morning
I am the next generation of years of strong love
I am a wife to my best friend.
I am a teacher at the start of my prime
I am carrying on in the most important of careers
And continuing to educate future generations
I am the elicitor of change in children
I am a mentor and friend

I am my scars and my memories

I belong to my past and my future
And the present, which sticks to my skin
I am the director, the mover and the beginner
I am myself, who I will be, who I was.