Spiritual and Inspirational poetry that touch the heart and soul, and provoke the mind.
My mom was fruitful
She had me and she had Jamal
We both grew up strong and tall
She gave us love, she gave us her all
She fixed our wounds when we did fall
She took us school shopping at the mall
She bought me a black angel doll
She bought my brother all kinds of balls
She helped us out when life threw us a curveball
She is wonderful; she is an "A+" overall
~Ezekiel 19:10~
Thy mother is like a vine in thy blood,
planted by the waters;
she was fruitful and full of branches
by reason of many waters.
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