Light of My Life

Light of My Life

What can a person say about their mother? Would any words suffice. The Prophet was asked who is to be given preference? He responded by saying, "The mother." He was then asked who after her? And he responded, "The mother." The questioner then asked him who after that? And he responded for the third time, "The mother." And the questioner said whom after that? And he responded, "The father." What can be of greater testimony to the position of the woman in the universe?

Light of My Life

Dear Momma, what can't I say about you?
I can say it's your smile, it's your words,
it's your embrace, it's your soft gentle face.
It's your love that keeps me going.
I've seen you from the inside out,
So I definitely know what I'm talking about.
I've seen the good times and the bad.
Seen you happy and seen you sad.
Made me tear up to see you this way,
But through it all you've remained graceful to this day.
I don't usually rhyme when I do poetry,
But when I think of you it just flows through me.
I can talk about you until ain't no more words left,
And I can still keep talking even if I'm out of breath.
I've been freestyling cause the style is free,
But ain't nothing that can separate you from me.
I'll hold you, deep in my arms,
Used to tell the girls no need for alarm.
Cause she's my momma and my honey
And she's the one that makes my world sunny.
Sometimes I've even had to tell my wife,
Precious girl, I love you but she's the light of my Life.
I see God shining down on you.