Angry Words
When our dad left us and our mama took his place.
When he was gone he left without a trace.
So mama was mom and dad raised us on her own.
If she got mad at us her voice took a different tone.
No matter what we done no matter what was the case.
Her favorite phrase is "wipe that look off your face".
Now that our mamas in heaven we'll never hear them words
Wipe that look off your face are words that long to be heard.
Teresa Skyles
Entered in Francine Roberts"My parent"contest.
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