'Love'll kick ya in da teeth! '
Then she took another swallow of her beer.
'Naw, Opee. You ain't known real grief,
...
Friends before lovers
Makes perfect sense
Perhaps that is the only love
...
This is a poem for a man named Brown,
It breaks his heart to see me frown.
And from the start,
...
As a child my father often confused me
Unpredictable behavior and countless personalities
At times he was a fun and playful 'Cosby dad'
...
I used to have motivation,
It's now been replaced with stagnation
I once had goals, dreams, hopes
...
Why choose to hate
When it feels so good to love? ? ?
Hate leads to darkness, but
...
So we are gathered together in your memory,
And to tell you good-bye
Because you will be missed,
...
Survivors of true pain
Don't all turn out the same
Some dread for anyone to ever have
...
Who knew at the start
That when we checked in that room,
We checked in to each other's hearts? ? ?
...
Mama Faye Gotta Story Ta Tell
'Love'll kick ya in da teeth! '
Then she took another swallow of her beer.
'Naw, Opee. You ain't known real grief,
Til love Finnish witcha teeth! '
As she pick up her cards,
And re-shuffle her deck.
'Opee, play may song! '
For the 10th time today.
'Then come on over here,
And bring ya Mama Faye
'Nutha beer,
''Cuz I gotta story ta tell, '
Her song was by Michael McDonald,
And Patti LaBelle.
It's entitled 'On My Own, and
She loved it.
The title speaks for itself,
But, as a child,
I thought nothing of it.
Wasn't her first time tellin' it,
She knew exactly where to begin
She told it to me as if
I was her only friend
And just when seemed that
I might drop a tear,
She peeked over her shoulder
And slid me a swing of her beer,
Then another,
And another,
Man, I miss my Great grandmother! ! ! !
And as long as I'm alive,
I'll NEVER forget the day,
That I laughed, listened, learned
And drank
Wit MY Mama Faye! ! ! !
Then at the end of the story,
Just when I KNEW she was about to weep,
She laughed and shouted out,
'I done went and got
THE BABY drunk...
'MUST be time to go to sleep! ! ! '
Love will kick you in the teeth!
It is not the words of our enemies that hurt, it is the silence of our friends.