You picture me as stiff and staid,
the quintessential mother?
A mother isn't born, but made.
At 35 you should have weighed
the facts of life. And fu'ther-
more, I wasn't stiff and staid
But something of a renegade
before your oldest brother.
A mother isn't born. I made
An orchard full of lemonade
although in fact I d'ruther
bananas. Who, me, stiff and staid?
This role is just a masquerade,
a job like any other.
A mother isn't born, but made
By children. Maiden plans are laid
aside to paint another
Whistler's Mother, stiff and staid.
A mother isn't born, but made.
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