MOMMA

There was a time I was helpless and had no one by beside ,to hold my hand

I was so scared and lost and needed someone to understand

some days, I could hardly see an end in sight, these bars where as far as I could see

However, beyond these walls momma was fighting for me.

She didn't fight with fists she got down on her knees

Some days I could only see bobbed wire fences and chains trying to bind me up

but momma was pleading behind the walls Lord fill her cup!

Some days I was so sad and felt so all alone

I always knew momma was praying for me when I felt Gods warmth touch my soul 

Every heartache that I felt I know momma felt it too , I could hear her voice "you can make it 

through any weather" So I would get down on my knees and I could feel us praying together

Ever tear that I cried, I know momma cried it too, and if anyone ever messed with me I always 

knew momma sent her angels to protect me and see me through.

This poem is dedicated to my loving mother who was with me through the storm