From your Daughter

From Your Daughter

I was crying and you act like you didn’t see this river flowing from me.

Why didn’t you grab the Kleenex and come see about me?

Crying because you always put a man before me,

Running the streets like they could help you get closer to me,

Popping in and out, what was all that foolishness about?

A grown woman starring back at me as look in the mirror,

Same tears in my eyes, but I’m not crying for me, I’m crying for you.

Years have passed and you’re still the same.

Time brings about a change, it sure does and I’m glad because I’m no longer carrying your weight.

Mama, I’m doing just fine.

I still love you and grandma taught me well.

Happy Mother’s Day from Your Daughter

Written By: Marquisha Applewhite

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