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Big Boys Don't Cry

Momma's gray streaked hair was her crowning glory,

Why she'd say, each one was unique and told its own special story.

And those deep set wrinkles, they didn't seem to bother her much,

It was just part of life, along with her tender touch.

Always there with words to lift the soul,

And making people smile that seemed to be her daily goal.

She never complained just took whatever life gave in stride,

She liked to make people think she was strong, but I knew she cried.

Her family was her world, all though some I don't think really knew,

She'd give you everything she owned then go in debt if she had too.

Whatever it took to keep her family safe and not suffering was what my mom was about,

She knew what life held and hardly ever did she speak with doubt.

I was her biggest fear and the cause of most those gray hairs,

You see I had lost my spiritual way and that was more than her old heart could bare.

But she never gave up, no she prayed and she prayed,

With her prayers and those of my wife, those dark clouds in my life began to fade.

Soon after I was back on the straight and narrow, I knew that she would soon be gone,

But her last days were her happiest I'd ever seen her, always smiling not a bit withdrawn.

Then came the day she left with no fanfare or so much as a bye,

But she did it her way and I can almost hear her now, straighten it up you're to big a boy
to cry

Copyright © Ronald Bingham

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  1. Date: 4/6/2014 9:11:00 PM
    I relate to this very much my mom is my world I am a only child so she preys for me always..... thank you for this... Smiles and hugs.... Gina

  1. Date: 7/7/2010 8:01:00 PM
    Ron, This is so beautiful. Yes she was truly a real mother. The backbone of the family and even though the fathers played there important part they were not always there when one of their children needed help. Prayer is something else we all need. Very proud of your poem, Ron. God Bless, Cile Thanks for your kind words for my poem.

  1. Date: 5/5/2010 1:01:00 PM
    This tribute to your mother's strength and loving heart is very moving, Ronald. You should enter it in the "Mother" contest that is now open. And it seems that she didn't have a chance to say goodbye, so just remember that she is with you, still watching over you. Sorry I didn't see this poem sooner; I've been on the road a lot. Love, Carolyn

  1. Date: 4/11/2010 8:18:00 AM
    In a typically maternal way...".she left with no fanfare."...that line grabbed me! Well done, a great tribute to your mother. Love, Carrie