Curly Que
Even before you were two,
I remember your red face
So cute
You were so little,
I was lost in space.
My little sister
My little brat
I will always be your protector even when you feel as if I’m a threat.
From dying our hair
To our singing smoke sessions,
Mariah your my best friend
We are definitely an intriguing pair.
No one can understand our friendship but us,
And you make me feel safe when I want to be tough.
It’s hard to believe your a mother now
And as I watch you with Amir
I realize you don’t need me anymore.
So let’s cut the ryme
Im going to preach.
Mariah I am so proud of you and the women you have become.
You where there for me “Your big sister” all these years,
You literally held my emotions for me,
Now I’m up in life and I have you to thank.
Now I can see clearly,
Now I am free
If you ever need anything
Girl please call me.
- Author: Tiffany.A (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: November 23rd, 2023 09:20
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 1
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