Lawrence S. Pertillar

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Mama Was Phenonmenal - Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

My mama was phenonmenal.
And even to this day...
Whatever I say could not convey,
The understanding and talents,
Of this woman.

We receive blessings,
And take them for granted.
We who have been spolied by this...
Think it's okay to do exactly as we wish.

But when gifts are given,
We must eventually share.
They are not ours to store and keep.
We must give them away...
As if an abundance for us is reaped.

My mama was phenonmenal.
And even to this day...
Whatever I say could not convey,
The understanding and talents,
Of this woman.

So rich in kindness.
With so much love...
She had in her to spare.
Yes sometimes I admit I became jealous.
Until I understood the many lessons taught...
She gave to me to ensure I was prepared.


Dedicated:
To my mother,
Edna Pearl Roberts Prudhomme Pertillar

'Ma...why you got so many names? '

~You need more than one ingredient to make a cake.~

'That makes no sense at all.'

~And you don't have to eat a piece of it either.~

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 7, 2010



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