The Sweetest Gift

Last year was my first birthday without my Mama. I've never been good at telling people what type of gift to get me. I don't like when people ask what I want and when I say "nothing" (which I usually do) they keep asking, like I'll change my mind........ I'm the kind of gift giver who thinks about the person I'm giving the gift to and buys what I think they'll like by their personality or if I actually see a need (like my mother needing a jewelry armoire because she had her jewelry scattered around in a bunch of jewelry boxes, like I do now)......If someone tells me they don't want anything, they would usually get a Visa gift card to get whatever it is that they "didn't want".........

A few days before my birthday last year, my youngest daughter asked me what she should get me for my birthday. I again said, whatever she felt like getting me (knowing I would have to give her the money for it, lol)....She had a sort of sad look on her face, because I know she felt bad because she's been the one watching me go through my heartache every day and she wanted to make me feel better. So, knowing that she is a PHENOMENAL writer, I told her to just write me a poem......This is what I got:

Mother, Momma, Mommy

Mother:
In the eyes of a mother,
her child is a fallen angel.
Just like her little piece of heaven,
her miracle.

In the eyes of a daughter,
her mother is a guardian angel
who fell from heaven so angelically.
Teaching her valuable lessons and making her smarter,
but she doesn't need an Early Childhood education degree.

Momma:
What words would describe my devotion?
It would take the rest of my life and a thousand tongues
to say exactly how much you mean to me,
but here's a small summary:

You're my guiding light.
You're my sun that shines so bright.
You were my love at first sight
and you're still the love of my life.

Mommy:
You deserve a crown
made with every jewel, gem, diamond and pearl
because you already sit on a throne
bigger than the entire world.

You're my beautiful, black queen.
You're the voice of reason I always hear,
telling me to follow all my dreams.
I love you unconditionally.

Thanks for everything, Mommy.

Love, Dylan

.................This has to be the Sweetest Gift I've ever received in my ENTIRE LIFE. :'-)

I thank and appreciate all who will read. Peace.