I am a son
I am a brother
I am a father.
I am what you want me to be.

I am learning
I am yearning
I am earning.
I am what you want me to be.

I am crying
I am trying
I am vying.
I am what you want me to be.

I am three
I am twenty three
I am nearly forty three.
I am what I am for me.

Contributor’s note: This Anaphora poem was in response to my poetry prompt.