Higgledy-Giggled
Iron-spined advocate
Raised you with discipline
Unyielding.
Young mama rises in opposition
Big Momma stood solid-
Tough love that felt mean
But-
Built one unbreakable.
Momma, I know you do not know me
We have not met yet
But I already know you
I can hear your voice when you talk
Your heartbeat is like music
A song that only I can hear
But I do know your thoughts
I know that you never wanted me
Momma, I know that I will be a good girl
You will always know my love for you
I may be the woman who cures cancer
So, please Momma
Do not go through that door
Please, Momma, give me a chance to live
I may end up being the love of your life
If only you can allow me to take my first breath
And give me the chance to be who I am
© Poem – VI/II/MMXXVI
LRET
Momma flew to Jesus
is now cradled in His arms
and though I do believe it
I’m sad but not alarmed.
Although momma is not with us
though my tears flow freely down
knowing momma is with Jesus
brings me joy and not a frown.
Big momma, turn on,
throw that switch to grow;
big momma, big momma turn on,
and let your waters flow:
you know you’ve got to show the circle
the way you move so fast and slow.
Hot poppa, stretch strong,
coverin’ the land and sea;
hot poppa, hot poppa stretch strong,
makin’ ev’ ry thing you see:
you know your momma’s gonna hold you
like the oak roots hold the tree.
Sweet sister, fly high,
and sing away the night;
sweet sister, sweet sister fly high,
like a starry silver kite:
you know your momma and your poppa
are gonna hold your strings real tight.
Little brother, sleep soft,
they’re watchin’ over you:
little brother, little brother sleep soft,
you know it’s all been done for you:
and when you surface from the night time
your dreams will shine on you.
momma, i’m sorry.
i didn’t think you’d be the one to find me.
momma, i’m sorry.
i thought the earth would have more time with my body.
momma, don’t cry.
i was living off of borrowed time.
momma, close your eyes,
see me dancing up in the sky
momma, it’s ok.
i’m happy now, no more pain.
momma, don’t go,
you gotta lay rest to my bones.
let flowers grow from my skin,
let the bugs feast on the organs within.
let my hair sprawl into the grass
i’m at peace at last.
so, momma, i’m sorry
but you gotta go on without me.
tell the family i love them all.
they need you now, you gotta stay strong.
Time has went by and now we've switched roles
Having me at 16 and dealing with life's blows
To me there was no problem you couldn't solve
Through my growing up you were always involved
Now you're getting older and i must take care of you
You've always had an independent point of view
There's nothing wrong with me paying you back
This is the story of our lives so sit back and relax
A baby cant help the fact that their dependant
Now the tables have turned dont be offended
This is a time for me to show my appreciation
You fed me and made sure i got my education
I dont remember going to bed with any worries
You taught us to pray and to read our bible stories
Anything you need i will try to provide for you
Im by your side with anything you may go through
Cooking,laundry and etc is what you did for me
Ill love to do for you as well, even financially
You cant burden me anymore than i burden you
With you mother I'm just trying to apply the golden rule
You were the best mother a child could have ever had
Seeing you grow older isnt easy it makes me sad
Aging from a baby to an adult back to a child
To be able to care for you mom makes me very proud
Sugar Momma is en route to Anytown Enlightening,
Elevating and Uplifting with unwavering Confidence
spreading good vibes, and energy to everyone, talking to everyone. Left, right, right, left as she approaches they all
stop and stare as her presence illuminates the chambers
Facts remain Sugar Momma has endured so much pain
in her paths, She has treaded jumping over hurdles near and far yet she hasn't hardened her heart. Sugar Momma
She has been through many disappointments full of
pain, and heartaches with turbulent tests and tribulations
on this road called life. Sugar Momma
Sugar Momma is set up with traps and plots methodized by
familiar faces trying to break her spirit yet Sugar Momma
has not let defeat overthrow her nor separate her from the Divine and her visions. Sugar Momma
You can keep all your toys!
Those that are fun,
Even those that make noise!
If you leave them about,
I'll throw them out!
If there are too many toys,
With no place to stay,
Bundle them up!
Give them away!
Those in the front yard,
Make a large sign.
Great toys!
Make offer!
Cheap!
Then take me out to diner,
I like a treat!
They ambled thru the town with out a care,
the momma and her baby, little bear..
People on the street all froze and stared,
at the momma and her baby, little bear..
Some gathered on their porches and watched
in their chairs, the momma and her baby, little bear..
Many grew scared as the sirens blared,
at the momma and her baby, little bear..
The Sheriff shot in his gun in the air,
at the momma and her baby, little bear..
Some set traps in the woods to catch the pair,
the momma and her baby, little bear..
The Mayor put up signs to BEWARE of
the momma and her baby, little bear..
Eventually they wandered off some where,
the momma and her baby, little bear..
Who had chicken soup
Simmering in a kettle,
Momma did ...
Letting the flavors mettle
Who baked sugar cookies
Shaped with a cookie cutter,
Momma did ...
And made with real butter
Who made things right
When all else was wrong,
Momma did ...
And it didn't take long
Who didn't give up
Nor ever let me,
Momma did ...
That's where her heart be
Who loved me always
Just the way I was,
Momma did ...
Simply ... because.
I cry when I think about my mom
I was bad at being a son
I thought she had so many
that she loved more than me.
The son that always
seamed too busy
to even
visit
her
My mother always told me
~
"If your head wasn't attached, you'd lose that too"
Throughout my life, I was born to lose
Ever since I was able to walk; in shoes
At two years old, I lost my first toy
My momaa told me- "That's because you're a boy"
At three years old, I lost my first truck
My dadda told me- "You lost it...you're sh-t out a luck"
At five years old, I lost my first tooth
My brudder told me- "You look like a doof!"
At ten years old, I lost my first bike
My sisster told me- "To go take a hike"
At twenty years old, I lost my first job
My uncoo'l told me- "Can't you find something to rob"
At thirty years old, I lost my first wife
The preachaman told me- "To go get a new life"
At sixty years old, I'd lost my mind
(If all my loses were in a box full of loses)
Ya wanna know, what would be the first, I would hope to find
Sorry, too much time has been bought
I think I lost my thought
They called it terminating a pregnancy you know,
like they were canceling some out-of-date TV show.
If you don’t like the song do you kill the radio,
Oh Momma, surely there has to be a better way.
You never gave me the chance for my life to unfold,
for me to fall in love, to laugh, to cry, to grow old.
And now the story of my life can never be told,
Oh Momma, why have you flushed my hopes and dreams away.
I understand what you’re saying, it’s your right to choose,
you don’t need some bureaucrat telling you what to do.
But what about me mommy don’t I have some rights too,
Oh Momma, I’m out of sight out of mind so they say.
To dream, to breathe, and to love are rights that my God gave,
to be allowed to follow my path from birth to grave.
Should you be permitted to dismiss that with a wave,
Oh Momma, for the world’s sins why did I have to pay.
Land sakes alive what you been into child.
The sun is hot but the wind is mild.
My nose itches,
Someone’s coming with a hole in their britches.
Haven’t seen you in a coon’s age.
A hooting and hollering like an injun’s raid.
I’m fair ta middlin’can’t complain too much.
Barely getting along. Maybe just a touch.
Cooped up like chickens. Driving me up a wall.
Just living hand to mouth. Ain’t he got some gall.
How y’all fairin’ my tail is a dragging.
It’s hotter’n Hades my tongue is a wagging.
Ain’t that just the way. Well bless your heart.
Your pea picking soul. Worse than a popcorn fart.
Let the chips fall. Where there’s a will there’s a way.
Keep your chin up. Rome wasn’t built in a day.
In for a penny, in for a pound.
Like a dog in heat always sniffing around.
Give him an inch and he’ll take a mile.
Looking all fat and sassy with a turd eating smile.
Keep on crying, I’ll give you something to cry about.
Close your barn door before the horse gets out.
Uncle Sam is sure enough bleeding us dry.
Because I said so…that’s why!
My Momma
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Momma , LAAAAAA YOU LOTS
NO MATTER HOW CUCKO WE ARE , I CAME FROM CUCKO PUSS....LOL, laaaaa you Mommmma
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