generations

mother of pearl 

perched softly 

in the lines and indents 

the soft curves 

subtle sheen 

glows with the aura of the past 

given to me 

by a mother 

from a mother 

how 

to 

be 

a 

lady 

cross your legs 

shut your mouth 

seen 

not 

heard 

vow to serve 

mother of pearl 

oh 

how 

you 

scare 

me 

About the Author

Lily Storer is a sophomore here at Arcadia University. She plays on the Women’s Ice Hockey team and has been writing poetry for about five years now. Her poems are a reflection of her inner thoughts and past reflection.