Mother To Son

Well, son, I'll tell you:
Life for me ain't been no crystal stair.
It's had tacks in it,
And splinters,
And boards torn up,
And places with no carpet on the floor—
Bare.
But all the time
I'se been a-climbin' on,
And reachin' landin's,
And turnin' corners,
And sometimes goin' in the dark
Where there ain't been no light.
So, boy, don't you turn back.
Don't you set down on the steps.
'Cause you finds it's kinder hard.
Don't you fall now—
For I'se still goin', honey,
I'se still climbin',
And life for me ain't been no crystal stair.

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" in every love affair, God is at play." because love is a divine sentiment! A positive and meaningful poem, tony. Its filled with respect and appreciation.
A magnificent piece of poetry my friend! Your expression sparkles in all dimensions! ! Thoroughly enjoyed reading this fabulous poem......10
come to me by going through the filters that I ask of myself into me into me I could put more filters but never some that destroy, that hurt becouse...
Your Butterfly is beautiful and you have injected some philosophy also Dr Tony brahmin that is also nice!
Lovely! poem and smooth read. Very enjoyed read!
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