mother

written by martinique walker
 
 

yesterday she brought me her radio, just to take my mind off the day. try not to worry she said with a smile on her face

always thinking of her little ones. growing up and how they might be. she brings water to me and i drink faithfully

mother oh mother, she really knows me. and when i follow in her steps i see. she captures rainbows and holds out my dreams for me

twinkle in her eye as she watches me. and she never steps in the way. how can i show her the love i feel everyday

oh mother don't worry. things all have a way of working out. and if i try. will i grow up to be just like the person you are?

 
 
 
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