Of Course

Of course she loves me,

how could she not?

Did she not weave me 

with her very essence?

Gave to me all she had

that I might be?

Of course she loves me.

Knitted together with the

very strands of her DNA,

I became the person

she made. And afterwards,

I became the person

I made. And in so, 

found her approval 

and validation;

of course, she loves me.

And it is everything

I ever dreamed.