Mom
Shag haircuts and music
Memaw teaching me how to make a bed
Marilyn, sharin a cookie and a secret
and books so eagerly read
Sittin in trees, a hot breeze
pickin the scabs off my skinned knees
Skulkin and wantin to know
what said around the kitchen table
"whats goin on?!!"
hearin pieces but not quite able
playin in the woods
had my first kiss
now I'm sneakin out the window
caught, grounded for life
sneakin but not not able
to fool my mom
Mom
was always knowin what I was up to
was always saving me
was always talking to me like I had sense
was always loving me
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