To A Black Mother PT 2
Only she could be something so rare
Something that comes once an eternity
Like the return of Christ
Or even the birth of Christ
Her beauty is sublime
But it is only a side effect of the intangibles that she bring
From her comes life and the life brings pain
But she’s a strong woman
Even through the rain
I’m thankful for you and the love you bring
Without a mother
I would be nameless
Blind with eyes
Mute with lips
Deaf with ears
And eyes of tears
“She is my creator in human form. Only now can I grasp the beauty and awe Jesus had for Mary. ”
