The day I was unwrapped. JAN. 27 1995. I
was named Landon and as I cried heard
your voice and looked into your eyes I was
pronounced as your son, and you as my
mother. From the very day I took my first
steps. From the very moment I took my
first steps. I was a son walking to his
mother my mother. The day I realized that
you were also both mother and father.
That day you was pronounced a strong
leader, my mother. Picturing you as a
mama bear raising two cubs. Wandering
through the world protecting us making
not any sneaky wolves snatch us up. Not
only you was my mother, you was an
protector, our guardian angel haha, my
mother. Those days where I was taught
something about not always having to
fight and those days where that belt was
on my mind and it always keep it right.
And to always to hold on to my dreams
and my wishes and that I don't need to
spit game to get all the girls attention. I
looked you as a teacher, my mother.
Those days where you had told me
improve on things and get better on the
little things. I use to hate that but also
looked at you as my coach, my mother.
Days where we decorated the Xmas tree. I
will never forget those things that you got
from me. All those special days I looked
you as my Santa haha, my mother. Their
were also days of frustration. And their
were so many times where we went at. If
arguments were drugs we were attics.
Frustration to anger. Anger to sadness.
Sadness turned to apologies. Because I
knew no matter what you loved me
unconditionally. Because you were my
mother. This poem I wrote for you was in
the walls in my brain but it was in the cells
in my heart. And no other women could
tear our love apart because I love you, my
mother. And a reminder to all the single
mothers. Don't let the stress and the panic
drown you and take you under.
Regardless if you a black single mother,
white single mother, Mexican single
Asian single, don't let the stress and panic
consume you and take you over. Because
I don't regret the day I was named Landon
and God never promised us an easy life
but he did promised us a safe landing
haha. May your daughters look at you as
queens and they are the princess and give
her an example on how a strong woman
should be. To all single parents I salute
you. And to my mother unwrap my gift I
have for you. I love you my mother. Merry
Copyright © Landon Browning | Year Posted 2014
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