Mom Poem by Marcus Nunnally

Mom, I must tell you, that you were the one
that gave me the confidence to take this world on.
No matter the day, or what others would say,
I'd still be found worthy, because I was your son.

You never could doubt me, you were always there helping,
willing to correct me as I went astray.
You had made a decree of how you'd view me,
it never mattered, what I'd throw your way.

You set the example of how I should live,
how I should see others, and how I should give.
You gave them your all, to anyone who called,
and still somehow found strength to forgive.

Now that you're gone and I still must go on
I must find a new place to lean.
I'll try to hold on, and help your work carry on
just know I still trust in our King...