Mama and me

             By Jerhretta Dafina Suite

I miss those mornings

just Mama and me

Those mornings

Winter or warm

Sitting on the porch, Mama sipping her coffee.

I miss those spring and summer mornings,

Mama and me

Enjoying the nearness of God

And each other

Watching the sun come up.

Mama facing front,

me at her side.

Talking or not.

I miss her beautiful profile,

her smile so easily lit

Her warmth embracing me.

I miss those cool spring mornings

Listening to Mama,

absorbing her knowledge and mother wit.

Blending her observations with mine.

I miss those winter mornings

Just Mama and me

sitting,

talking or not.

I miss those days

Mama teaching me

Speaking calmly of bitter times.

I sure miss those days.

I miss those evenings

watching the sun go down.

Enjoying God's cooling breeze.

Mama and me talking with a neighbor or two

Always acknowledging passers by.

I miss those nights

Lying beside Mama in bed

Loving her smell, her touch, and her warmth.

A little me smothering myself in Mama.

A big me beside Mama

laughing, smiling.

Her smile so easily lit.

Mama so beautifully calm

So intuitively brilliant

So honestly empowering

So absolutely comfortable with herself.

I sure miss my Mama

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