Mommy

Mommy, I
Know with
Your
Dyed
Brown
Hair
& Black
Roots
You did
Your best.
Although
The years
Whirl
By—
You still
A
Girl
Inside.
Dwarfed
By
Motherhood
The only
Role
You
Understand
Is at the
Side of
Your
Man.
Mommy,
I know it’s
Hard when
No one
Can
Bridge the
Divide
Between
You &
Yourself.
(It’s so lonely).
Mommy
I know
Things
Confusing
Especially
With the
Fast
Pace things
Seem to
Be moving…
It ain’t
Easy
Being
A mother
To 3,
Especially
When
One of those
Children
Is
Me.
The daughter
Of Orphans,
You didn’t
Have a choice,
I know
It hard
Mommy,
60,
Still
Hustling,
Keeping
Your Life
Busy,
So you
Don’t have
To look…
I know
It hard
Mommy,
With your
Hair
So Red
But your
Roots
Still
Black,
I know
It
Hard
Mommy,
& I know
You tried
Your Best.
Copenhagen, 2007
Comments
Lovely piece! Not to BE a Butt but you haven't visited or commented on my blog(s)
I need that! I need that from "You"
There I go getting all needy. Now you ain't go call me, gonna leave the next morning with a forehead kiss....Damn! LOL