Mom, I am the farthest thing from anywhere near perfect, and we both know that to be nothing but the truth. With that being said, to you I owe my everything for I’m most definitely nothing without you. These wings that once were broken and a burden have enabled me to fly high, and I will be a guardian angel for you whenever you smile and even more so when you cry.
Ups and downs be the price to pay for a mama and her baby boy, and even after we’re scratched and bruised, I’m happy like child with a brand new toy. For being your son means the world to me, and even more so after the eye of my storm, your shoulder left cold it’s a story so old, but I still pray that all nights you stay warm.
If dropping my pain like a harsh summer rain would invite me in for a hug, consider the damage saved for another poetic page, and you’ll have the boy that you’ve always loved. Of course my inner sanctum would be flooded, destroyed, but I rather put away that broken little boy. So I could see you smile and embrace me not from afar, aside my emotions will lay like candy waiting in a dusted mason jar.
Only you know the truth of my being, for all of me is a part of you, and so I’m giving my hand out with my heart in a fist, that’s all I can truly do. You’re the flame that ignites my fire when all other matches have gone to waste, so please keep my burning flowing and keep that smile that beautifully decorates your face.
Words are the way I lay my heart out, by now you should truly know, let this be the olive branch to bring us back to the constant ebb and flow. Of love I speak and nothing more, cause that’s all I have for you; and life there’s always a dance, and its never for one but two.
Your favorite redhead