Mother Teresa I heard all your stories br I can only remember your veil and fragile skin. br Pulled and mired by this insecure world br As I watched you on my TV’s screen. br I was only a child then, br Nine or could be eleven or ten. br br Mother Teresa we share the same name. br My demure is different than yours. br Somehow the world I live in, br Watch that name represent in my daily life. br People I met they attached the word “mother, ” to my name. br I'm consumed with guilt, and insecure. br br Mother Teresa forgive me if I can’t fulfill br The light you had in your hands; br Is like a star, which brightly lit my night. br My only prayer; give me courage. br Let me carry the burden of one or two souls. br Tap my back once or twice, br Tell me if my walking is right. br br Mother Teresa I honor that name br The life you had, I’ll represent. br You humbled me, with your love. br It gives way to my dying pride and prejudices, br I have learned from your life. br Is to die to self, and to serve others.