Oh momma

Found by someone that was once lost before, grown into a big family sure enough to be alone , doesn’t ask for much because when she needed it , it wasn’t available gone through trial and forgiveness given a chance bring her spark into another generation, waiting for the moment she applauds them with tears in her eyes surprised that even momma cries , never shameful of the decisions she made she tucks them in before she heads to work hoping they stay laid laid in comfortable place , to allow them to grow while they carry the weight, the weight of confusion and distraction but your smile makes it clear , throughout the arguments and pain I know you’ll always be here.