By: Tiana

My Mother’s Shirt

My favorite shirt was handed down to me

From my mother dearest.

I was ten at the time.

She said it came from the year 1996.

From the moment I got it,

I felt everything my mother felt.

Like the time I was in her belly,

And she was wearing the shirt

To the supermarket,

So she could pick up our food.

I wonder what it was like for her

To try to stretch it over

Her pregnant belly, because

The size was a small

And thinking about her belly

Going into that shirt is a mystery.

I could feel me in that shirt,

And I wonder how is that possible.