To whom it may concern

To whom it may concern:
I am looking for the woman
who was supposed to be my guide,
to help me on my way through life.
I can not describe her,
I have only seen her in glimpses
of my siblings memories
I was told she used to be my mother,
I guess she looked a lot like me,
She was the same age I am now.
I do not remember meeting her,
it was only for a short while,
a long, long time ago.
I must not have made a good impression,
she did not choose to get to know me.
I can not recall the feel of her,
nor have have I felt her presence,
though I carry with me many gifts
that she gave to me,
Red hair, blue eyes, freckles,
a quite sarcastic temper,
frequents battles with depression,
a fierce and loyal love to drink,
an ocassional tendency for suicide,
Though at that she did succeed,
and I have as yet only failed.
Perhaps if you should find her,
you could tell her for me,
that I am no longer angry,
only still confused,
and when someday we do meet,
I will expect the answers to my questions,
and one last gift of honesty.

Story ID:	874
Written by:	Catherine AimeeRuth Grainger (bio, link, contact, other stories)
Story type:	Poem
Location:	Mauston Wisconsin United States
Year:	2006
Person:	Who ever?