unlike my mother

unlike my mother

I am a far cry from

a social butterfly

instead I am the shy

wallflower that

disappears into walls

like a ghost with no one

noticing my absence

but unlike my mother

I can spread my wings

far and wide going

to places she could

only ever dream of

on long summer nights

as I paint the sky blue

traveling across the seas

- Inspired by The Twiglets #85