she became a mother, oh yes, and she understood,
💜She was just a little girl, inexplicably innocent, at least that is how the world saw her
💜Then she became a teenager, where did the time go? She began to shut herself away
💜Mama’s words she recalled, she was told her humility would take her places
💜She considered not, places of self hate, places of disgrace and constant breakdown, all she knew was that she had to power through and boy did she hold her head up,
💜Mama’s prayers kept her through it all and she could hear her mother praying in another room, Lord, this is my child,” audible sniffs, loads of used tissues, handkerchiefs are not left out
💜”Why is my mother scared for me she’d ask
💜Then she became a mother, oh yes, and she understood, a mother’s pain, a mother’s plight.
By: Vanessa Adaboh
Ig: nessa.the.finesser
erstood, a mother’s pain, a mother’s plight.
By: Vanessa Adaboh
Ig: nessa.the.finesser
By: Vanessa Adaboh
Ig: nessa.the.finesser
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