To My Sweet Mom

Mom, You have been there since day one Unlike no other person God put it so you were my mom You are the essence of true beauty Your class, your sass, your disposition All creating an individual, unique You have the most beautiful hair Tied with Native American blood Too bad we couldn’t espouse that culture Oh yeah...you thought I forgot? You are so kind and gentle Your eyes seem to always see what’s right That gift must be a delight You are so pure that you seem innocent Your eyes say nothing but love And luckily I am blessed to receive it I am your youngest, the baby Two others…though there presence Seems a maybe You inspire me to be better I see you as a strong woman Of whom I want to mimic You have held my hand for quite some time now Slowly releasing it so that I can be an adult now You have been careful with your words to me So that there will be no hard feelings In case one of us leaves God forbid that that would ever happen But blessings like this come so rare I enjoyed the majority of it I am so proud to say that I was created by you An individual with such intelligence and suave I was made in the image of You Love you Mom! Copyright November 2009, Moniquea Brown