Momma Do You Remember Poem by Marcus Goodman

Momma do you remember the day I was born

late in December when winter

takes away the warm

Momma do you remember

Momma do you remember



Momma do you remember when I was in my teens

with long curly hair

and bell bottom jeans

Momma do you remember

Momma do you remember



Momma it wasn't long ago

you where working in your yard

planting fresh flowers

you use to work so hard

now you can't make your flowers grow

OH no Oh no

Momma do you remember





Momma do you remember the day I was wed

let no man put asunder

is what the preacher said

Momma do you remember

Momma do you remember



Momma do you remember my one and only son

born one day after your birthday

that's when his life begun

Momma do you remember

Momma do you remember



Momma do you remember, Me?





I wrote this about a year before my Mom died of Alzheimer's

wondering I guess what might jog her memory when she forgot me

thinking if I reminded her of important things in my life that are considered mile stones of my life.

My Mom passed in July 2011 not knowing me.





© 2012 Marcus Goodman