NOT TECHNICALLY POETRY BUT CAME FROM A POETIC PLACE IN MY HEART:
My momma is special. I know everyone says that about their mom but mine really is. She's overcome battles that should have destroyed her. She's won wars that should have killed her, yet she's still here doing what's right despite the world's wrongs. For a while, I felt like she owed me something. Like she owed me years of absence but I came to my senses the day I realized she gave me the greatest gift possible.. life!
We fight like husband and wife, we Iove like brother and sister and we carry on like mother and son. We don't always agree but I tell you this much, she's my type of crazy and I wouldn't change her for anything! People see her as many things, for different reasons but she's my momma plain and simple.
Happy Birthday, I love YOU - momma.