the poetry

she’s still the baddest chick.

today is one that will always call for extra celebration; it’s my mommy’s birthday.

no matter how old I get, she will always be mommy to me

the woman who holds me when I cry and laughs by my side. the woman who sacrificed more than I ever understood to give my sister and I the best life she could. the woman who advocates for my little humans more than she advocates for me (I love how much she loves my kids). she is kind, smart, so creative! in high school, my friend’s only spent the night for my mom’s infamous saturday morning breakfasts; hanging out with me was just a plus! everything I know about being a mom, I owe to her.

here’s a throwback from last year, love you Ma.

happy birthday

born 05-20, yeah she may be getting older but they all still know. Shay-Bay ain’t the one that you play about, and that’s fact from the source no word of mouth. living her best life, yeah she’s somebody’s wife, with a bachelor’s degree, certified RT. showed me and lil sis that it’s never too late to buckle down, boss up, be black and great! through success and failure she continues to rise, and her crown may be heavy but she holds her high. phenomenal woman but you already knew, no one deserves the title quite as much as you. melanin ain’t crackin and her looks still slay, just her presence alone could brighten your day. melanin ain’t crackin and her looks still slay, just her presence alone could brighten your day.

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