MoMMa's BaBy
i spent
two months in
my mother's womb,
before she even knew
i was there,
in her stomach stealin' space.
during the nineth month
she kicked me out;
for kickin' too hard,
and requested i call her
“Mom,”
and pay her
back rent
with hugs & kisses,
all of my life,
and on Mothers day
"interest,"
'cause she somehow knew
up to the day she died of old age,
that when i was being born
inside her,
that it was me…
who also “stole” her heart.
Happy Mother's Day
Copyright © ronald stroman | Year Posted 2007
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