Free Cee 'Tis a Shame Dimentia Stole My Mama's Eyes Before She Could Read This

SHE REALLY ISN’T SHE ANYMORE Whenever my world seemed as if it were going to implode Or explode exponentially from an internal bomb When one single pound seemed like a hundred ton load I would always be enlightened and brightened by my beloved mom When what I thought was right turned out to be terribly wrong And the wrong thing had consequences consistently appalling When it seemed as if I had nowhere to go or for me to belong The telephone would ring and it would be my merciful mother calling Whenever terror terrified my soul and threatened me so When fright began the night and the day delivered further dread When I required knowledge my mom would offer that which I needed to know And bring comfort to my weary body and a very woeful head Whenever things seemed askew and went thoroughly awry When my mind said “no” but my body demanded “yes” Whenever my mom saw right through my every lie She’d still love and forgive me well after I decided to confess Whenever whatever I ever did was insidiously iniquitous My mom’s dedication never wavered in a single or even the slightest way Her forgiveness and devotion were both uniquely ubiquitous But now my mom’s tenuous well being scares the hell out of me every damnable day © 2013 copyright PHREEPOETREE ~free cee!~