Yes MommaA Poem by Ranger NadalyThere's no such thing as an easy childhood Momma told me. I'm so glad I had you Momma told me. Church is home, And you're the sun that wakes me up every mornin' Momma told me. I felt I knew her, Better than I knew anything. I loved her more than I loved myself. Daddy pretended not to know, Using his hours away from home As a reason not to. Cotton hands is on his way home, Momma told me. She loved daddy, She loved teasing him just as much. What did I do? I told momma. I told her ten times. Road to hell is payed with good intentions. Momma told me. She told me once. © 2015 Ranger NadalyFeatured Review
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