Thirteen and naive, I was; My first year in high school; Neither child nor adult; The advent of teenhood. Prone and untested-- Body, mind, heart, and soul-- Complete, open, and whole. I was Mama's beaming girl. I lacked a spate of implements. Too young, too foolish-- Vulnerable to fiends; Who wanted to be friends. Mama taught me, mainly, To see the good in everyone. I wish she, also, enlightened me; On how to decipher malevolence; That was cloaked as benevolence. Hehe. I never really learned. #momtalks #yqbaba
