Heredity

When I was a child, all the neighbors said, “He looks exactly like his father! ” While back at home, said all my kin “He looks exactly like his mother! ” Then came the age I went to school Teachers commented in perfect scroll And wrote back then, “All things considered, He is, in many ways, his sister! ” So to home I scurried and found a mirror To know which one was true, and what a wonder And curious! Yet surprised I should not be To find my father, mother, sister, all three— —staring back at me.