I dedicate this one to my favoredite girl. She’s been my rock from day 1, but also because she brought me into this world. So by now, you should guessed that’s it’s my mother. The woman that nurtured many, yet only birthed me & my two brothers. But she was real consistent with how she kept sacrificing for others…. So it comes across as no shock when I see how other people love her…. Phone calls, Facebook, tweets and all other kinds of birthday wishes… Makes me reminisce of bruises and knee scrapes & how she’d shower me with hugs & kisses. And then always Letting me know that everything would be alright… If I feared anyone & tried to run in the house, she’d say “boy get back out there & fight.. So I guess you can say she helped to make me a tougher man out there fighting the little boys in the hood. I was raised with a dad, so no shade to my pops, but if she had to do the job, well we knew that she could. Worked two jobs at time, had a hustle on the side just to make us smile at Christmas time.. That’s the reason this poem was dedicated to her, well shall I say this little rhyme. She was stern in her discipline, didn’t take no crap, when she wanted something she was demanding. Multiple strokes were no joke, At times I felt my heart broke, come on God, I need a better understanding. But it didn’t take long for God to get me right together. Surrounded me with many umbrellas when I was going through the changing weather. So I wrote this with mom in mind, truly one of a kind, but I share it with you my sisters and brothers. If you got the opportunity, fix any issues if you can, and appreciate the lives & the love of your mothers.
Posted on: Thu, 20 Nov 2014 20:31:50 +0000
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