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Mama

Mama used her younger years raising her kids

She woke up early and slept late

When she got sick, she took care of herself.

She somehow always kept the house clean, despite three children growing almost at the same time

When she found time, she sang

And she had such a beautiful voice

I loved how mama sang.

Mama is older now

Her confidence sometimes falters

So I remind her of her strength and how much I admire her.

She gets tired easily now

So I try to let her rest as much as possible.

Mama still has a lot of her funny side though

And for that, I am always thankful for.

©Maria Michaela

Posted in miscellaneous, original

Scraped

I scraped my knee again.

Mom is going to be angry.

She’s going to count to ten

So I’ll enter the house, ending my play abruptly.

.

My knee already hurts but she’ll still scold me.

I’ll get banished to my room like Rapunzel trapped in the tower.

She’ll ground me indefinitely

Though I don’t know what that means.

All I know is that it would be more than an hour.

.

So instead of telling mom that I scraped my knee

I’ll keep this a secret and just wash the wound completely.

Mom doesn’t need to know so I can continue playing.

That sounds like a good plan, that’s all I’m saying.

©Maria Michaela

Posted in love, original, special

Hey Mom

I fixed my coffee, work was due again

Then I heard familiar steps coming down the stairs.

Dressed in her night gown,

She limped slowly down the stairs since her feet hurts again.

She smiles sleepily upon seeing me

I greet her good morning as I hug her tight.

She’s older and frailer now

So different from her younger years.

I ask, “Hey mom, want some coffee?”

As we slowly start our days.

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Her Smile

She lights up the room as she often does

Gracefully she carries the weight of the world

Her pain she endures and spreads love all around 

Her smile is like Mona Lisa’s or even better

She’s called by many names but there’s only one name I call her

And that is “Mom”

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The Woman

She has hair a mix color of black and brown
Eyes, big, brown, and beautiful that seems to keep
An endless sunrise whenever she smiles.

She has a way with people but
Beware of her temper
When she loves, however, it is endless,
It is boundless
It is true.

She is strong, and most often
Even when she wants to give up,
She wears her Mona Lisa smile
And show the world what she’s got.

Posted in miscellaneous, original

Sugar Cookies

She told me “no”
And I asked “why”
She said, “you know…”
And all I could do was sigh

I wanted to play
Outside where it was raining
But mom said, “no way”
So I was inside nearly crying

Sweet sugar cookies she gave to me
I smiled ear to ear
“When you’re well you may play outside again,” she beamed at me
It didn’t even matter since the cookies erased my tears

Maria Michaela

Posted in life, original

Tired (A Mother’s Woe)

Body, weak and numb
I get tired too

I may not look like it
But I ache all over too

I may appear super
But I am still human
I am an ordinary person
But will do extraordinary things for you

You think you need a break?
Try raising three kids at once
But I never complained because I did it for love

I may not look like it
But I am tired and a few beauty rests is what I need

Posted in love, original

Everything

Everything
What do you give to someone who has given you everything?
No amount, no material things…nothing
Her love is true and can never be fathomed

Cheers to the one
Who brought me to this world
Whose undying love fills me up
The one who taught me real courage
To my mom….my everything