Mama; was the first word I spoke
Mama, was the one I ran to if I was scared
Mama, was the first person I wanted to see when I opened my eyes
Mama, was the one who taught me what’s right from wrong
Time passed and the little baby became a little girl
The little girl grew and became a young woman
The young woman grew and became who she is now
Mama, I am hurting please make me feel better
Mama, I am heart-broken please hold me in your arms
Mama, I am sick please take care of me
Mama, I am confused please tell me what I should do
Time passes, life goes on, the young woman is still a little girl
At times the little girl acts like a little baby
Once again back to Mama’s arms
Mama, Let me take care of you now
Mama, you can count on me
Mama, rest your head on my chest
Mama, please don’t leave me – I need you.
Mama, I will see you again someday.
Rania F. E.
You’re a lovely writer. What you’ve written could be a or on a Mother’s Day card.
Thank you very much.