Perfectly trained to be a lady,
With all the philosophies past down from my grandmother to me through my mother.
The belief that a lady must be seen and not heard,
Walk with her chin parallel to the ground and her back erect.
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I have learned how to love myself and have high self esteem, I am proud of who I am But in reality what I hold dear is my mommy. She thought me to be me. very fine poem of determination and thinking out for your own self. thank u dear poet. tony