Mama Loved Me

Little boy three,

fell, and scraped

his knee.

Mama, brushed it off,

and carried me.

Young man cries,

from a broken heart.

Mama, found the time,

to comfort me.

Things I've done,

within my life,

whether they were,

right or wrong.

Mama, had faith,

and believed in me.

One thing I know,

beyond a shadow

of doubt,

Mama, loves me.

@ Carla F. Cox