Mamma cat
looked in the mirror…
I warned her: cut back
on treats or soon you
will no longer fit into
your fur! She licked
her lips, then began to
purr – shook her hips,
all four; legs supported firmly
atop each chubby paw – I sensed by
her feline attitude, that Friskies
were her beatitude --
Tail pointed toward the door,
Took I haste to the store.
.
i were there
yep
whence reality emerged 'bout hern torso
but patiently
as mine recallz
well
not patiently
yet until mine almost
old
mine eyne
duke's digits
likewise
mine quivering moist
lips
tarry'd
'til yup my
locked eagerly
hern excited
swollen
I Won't Say It
buuht
sum wear
'round hern long'n
t!ts
*whence used correctly vide supra
*mamma; merriam-webster.com
Latin, "breast" ') whoooo luvz yuh
The Abba clones were about to perform
Suddenly Bob felt his feet wet and warm
Anna screamed "diarrhea!"
Mum yelled "mamma mia"
While their pug pup hid inside its fly swarm
Pip had gifted the gig wet smelly poop
Made Anna gag as she shoveled each scoop
At an abnormal level
A proud deed for this devil
For its contents were like newt eye witch soup
Though I lost her
When I was very young
The flavor of her love is
Clinging on to my tongue
Mamma - M - Marvelously
Amazing - A - Absolutely
Morality - M - Motherly
Motivated - M - Memorable
All Heart - A - Applauding
Memories are always sweet
A mother's love is branded
moment in life, tomorrow's joy
- might have the scent of roses
A picture, worth more than a thousand words
"Mamma."
Mamma,
Loves me so,
She helps me grow,
She makes me glow.
Mamma,
Sees me through,
Helps me be true,
Loves me too.
Mamma,
Tells me to,
Learn and to know,
The right way to go.
Mamma,
Sings and plays,
Laughter all day,
I'm happy that way.
Mamma,
Puts me to bed,
Tucks me in tight,
Turns off the light.
Mamma,
Kisses my cheek,
Tells me "Good night,"
I smile in delight.
©® Coker Favour A.
Mamma you work very hard for our family
Always giving and never taking
Mother's Day is on March 10 in the UK
Mother's Day is on May 12 in the USA
An angel that is disguised as a mamma
How beautiful you were
Your love flourished and did transfer
To us upon with ambitious dreams
And love for each did stir.
You flitted about, to each one nourishing
Not in discouraging but, encouraging.
To say, “It’s going to be all right.”
And the future is in your sight.”
With God's grace and never His absence.
You climbed the stairs into the arms with guidance.
And in His favor manifest love spellbind
Comfort to those you had left behind.
"All that I am, or ever hope to be, I owe to my mother."
Quote by _ A. Lincoln
I am on a long journey to see you today,
it will take many hours on the bus mamma;
I am bringing a flower bouquet bright and gay,
promise, not to bore you with my melodrama.
It will take many hours on the bus mamma,
as I get close I feel our forever love;
promise not to bore you with my melodrama,
not to weep for beloved who left for above.
As I get close I feel our forever love,
on Mother's Day I wish to honor my sweet mom;
not to weep for beloved who left for above,
it will be a visit tranquil, serene and calm.
On Mother's Day I wish to honor my sweet mom,
I open the ornate gate and walk beneath trees;
it will be a visit tranquil, serene and calm,
at your grave I lay flowers falling to my knees.
I open the ornate gate and walk beneath trees,
I am bringing a flower bouquet bright and gay;
at your grave I lay flowers falling to my knees,
I am on a long journey to see you today.
MAMMA
My mother is sadly now just a faint memory
As her passing was a number of decades ago
But always caring, maternal, and good to me
Of course, classed as a baby boomer, I know
I was to be her only child, born just over term
Brought me up well, as she watched me grow
Not dominant, but always fair and yet firm
She played piano, which in turn, was inspiring
Long brown hair, yet rarely received a perm
It was plain that later life became quite tiring
Taken with cancer while I was working away
Her life had been modest but worth admiring
In the end, survived by her father and mother
A proud woman of substance, unlike no other
Slap Ya Mamma all over
And soak 'em in beer
Next morning smell the mesquite
Sizzle-juce and fat
Impregnate the air
Love smok'n
Mmmmmmmm!
I played monopoly with my friend, Joe
With his siblings...Jack, Jackie, and Jerro
I have never been beat'n
They all claimed I was cheat'n
When I purchased the space that said "GO"
I played poker and ante'd my blind
Bet money on a good hand- to find
I won a pocket full of cash
Then, I bolted in a flash
When they saw I had five-of-a-kind
From the looks that they had on their faces
When I X'd all the squares in wrong places
When I played Tic-Tac-Toe
I got three In-A-Row
'Cause I X'd all but two of the spaces
Author Dana Redricks
January 21, 2022
My Mamma Taught me many things and they were life lessons that would take me a long way. First and foremost she taught me how to survive. She taught me how to love, and to always rely on God Yahweh above. She taught me that although life won't always be easy to always keep believing, and dreaming. The lessons she taught me brought me a long way, and are still carrying me through today. These lessons she taught me were the greatest gifts anyone could ever give to me.
The smile that gives me warmth, love, affection,
The smile that contents me,
The smile that is a combination of care and friendliness,
The smile that refills the confidence to achieve,
The smile that brings a twinkle in eyes,
The smile that is adorable, satisfactory, affectionate,
Yes! It's my MOM's smile that is the most precious one for me!
Bebe taan sirf naa ae,
Tu ta mere lia rabb di tha ae.
Main te rbb da shukr adda hr pl krdaa,
Ki onne odda roop hi mainu de detaa…
Mere lai sb kittta,
Mere lai apna sb chddeya….
Hr dukh, hr pareshaani nu le lende o,
Ptani pareshan hoke wi kiven hss lene o….
Bs hun ta rbb toh ae hi h ardaas,
Mere khushiyaan wi hun chli jaan meri bebe de paas…..
Love you Bebe !!!
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