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I am my mothers son,so she always say
As i gasp my first air in her arms she held me
Like priceless yet valuable item never to lose me
My first teacher ''say mama'' she taught me
To her i was and i am flawless
Try hurting me and you will know she ain't clawless
For her love i got unconditional
With each day plus one in additional
Held me tight when i became emotional
Those moments with her time stood still motionless
To her giving i never got less
But more and more
Isn't my mom the best
Because of me she never settled for less
Strong black woman she fought without rest
And if life was ever a test,am the one she got distinctions
Her smile when she stares at me shows no restriction
What she does in one word dedication
Never to show desiccation
That to my old man i come first
I have her heart never to show her hurt
True to those words she can put them in billboard charts
Mama to me you are important than H2O
For you make impossible possible
Our house you always made it home
Tattooed your name in my heart never to be alone
Cause the word courage, you told me to be bold
Make productive of everything that i hold
Yes greatness is the work of your hands that's what you mold
Copyright © Nicepiece Theepoet | Year Posted 2015
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I did love and lose
Or did love lose again?
Couldn't keep my main
The one my heart ordained
Promises through happiness and pain
First sight of trouble and she bailed
Now i feel like a lost cause
To the one that completes me
Couldn't keep the part that made me whole
Loneliness taking its toll
Disappointment cant hide its show
Solitude is my attitude
Cause love!
Love lowered my altitude
Emptiness being my gratitude
Thinking of having a substitute
Weighs down on me in magnitude
Shaking feeling the amplitude
Copyright © Nicepiece Theepoet | Year Posted 2015
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***FROM HIM TO HER***
Her name! Njeri
Adorable sweet like cherry
Lady with skills see her on the decks
Causing havoc mixes she wrecks
Master of her demise she commands respect
What do you expect
Standards she sets
Definition of Fine wine
Want to make mine
Need to cross the line
My world to have shine
Have you seen her smile?
Beautiful just like the Nile
That runs over miles
Never to run dry
So, let ooh thee try
To ride or die
In her beautiful bliss
just for a kiss
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