tasha scott

My Momma - Poem by tasha scott

all the memories~ i smiling now~ i remember~
sitting in the bathroom for hours just watching you
your long beautiful golden hair all wet
the loud dryer, i hear, what seemed like forever
helping you get out the curling iron, to fix your bangs
using half a can of hair spray
i miss all that momma
sitting on the sink watching you clean your face
then gently you rub on your base
i miss the powder, you always dabbed my face
the pretty colors you would always pick
the charcoal black around your eyes, stood out! !
the beauty of blue eyes...like the ocean
i miss you momma
i love your energy an happy face
i love the times you would drag me out to dance
the warmth i felt from you
i love you sis....still echoes in my brain
as if it was yesterday! ! !
i miss you momma
i can still see us on the beach soaking up all the sun
i remember the time when i got bit
your face was priceless when we said it was a shark
i cant wait to see you again
you are my bestfriend.......my mother....... my guardian angle! ! !

Comments about My Momma by tasha scott

  • (10/30/2011 9:44:00 AM)

    wonderful memories should always be written down
    as you have done
    in our wanderings under the sun
    they do get lost and cant be found
    save it for the pen
    now the key board
    were a poets heart can be shared

    Great work i think i can smell that hair spray
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Poem Submitted: Friday, May 13, 2011

Poem Edited: Friday, May 13, 2011

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