
"Mama Used to Sing to Me"..:
Mama used to sing to me. To settle my nerves at night.
I would just lay there in bed holding her hand so tight.
She'd encourage me to sing with her to no avail.
I was embarrassed as a child with a voice so frail.
But I lay there and listen to her sweet melody
Smiling throughout my sleep cause she was singing to me
Now im a grown man and I lost her so long ago.
But with every evening i close my eyes and sing soft and low.
Mama used to sing to me. To settle my nerves at night.
I would just lay there in bed holding her hand so tight.
She'd encourage me to sing with her to no avail.
I was embarrassed as a child with a voice so frail.
But I lay there and listen to her sweet melody
Smiling throughout my sleep cause she was singing to me
Now im a grown man and I lost her so long ago.
But with every evening i close my eyes and sing soft and low.
"Ive seen fire and ive seen rain."
And I wish I could hear you sing it again.
James taylor don't do my memory right
And my voice wont help me through the night
And I wish I could hear you sing it again.
James taylor don't do my memory right
And my voice wont help me through the night
Mama used to sing to me, and I still recall
Everytime she would end the song I'd ball
Crying to myself as she would leave the room
Knowing that I into my dreams id soon consume
I miss her everytime I lay down for bed
And I keep hearing her songs in my head.
But now im gonna be the parent singing at night
And I pray my daughter will hold my hand tight
Everytime she would end the song I'd ball
Crying to myself as she would leave the room
Knowing that I into my dreams id soon consume
I miss her everytime I lay down for bed
And I keep hearing her songs in my head.
But now im gonna be the parent singing at night
And I pray my daughter will hold my hand tight
"I've seen fire and I've seen rain"
I cant wait to sing that song again.
James taylor don't do my love right
And my voice will be heard every night
I cant wait to sing that song again.
James taylor don't do my love right
And my voice will be heard every night
Mama used to sing to me.
Oh I miss those days.
Mama used to sing to me.
Oh how I held her praise.
Mama used to sing to me.
And I know one thing for sure
Mama used to sing to me.
And now I will sing for her.
Oh I miss those days.
Mama used to sing to me.
Oh how I held her praise.
Mama used to sing to me.
And I know one thing for sure
Mama used to sing to me.
And now I will sing for her.

this was written on February 14th, 2008. For some reason some of my best writing has happened on Valentines day. I dont know why, maybe it's the hopeless romantic in me yearning to get out. I dont know... well this poem is pretty self explanatory my mom sung to me and it's one of my greatest memories of her and now i sing to my daughter hoping she will remember it when i am gone.
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