More Than A Mom. Poem by Shiron Vick

You should be proud of yourself he turned out great, you raised a man alone, there is no debate. We know it takes a dad and for a lot of us the truth is sad yet, mom held it down to conquer the frowns.
The job was not small and the struggle was rough but finally your son graduated and it paid off. All the lonely nights of homework and projects and sporting events. When you wished his dad was around because it did not make since. But you counseled out of your wisdom and you hoped it was enough because raising a black man in this world is truly rough.
So I tip my hat to you sister, my princess become warrior, for you did what others neglected and your creation is great.