Mama

There were always patches on our clotheshiding lots of minor rips and holes we never knew our clothes weren’t newwe thought we were the privileged few How could we...

The memory of watching mama’s mouth turn upwards into a smileI have kept Safe through the years; it’s helped me thru life’s miles Even to this day, I can...

My mother wore an apron over every dress she hadIt wasn’t to put on a fashion show or start a trendy fad My mama was a model but not...

Mama used salve to heal all our partsWhen Crushed in spirit and broken hearts Mother always knew the right words to sayThen smiled and hurried us off to play...