Momma's Girl

Momma’s girl has gone away
Momma’s girl was never real
Momma called me yesterday
Tried to tell me how I feel

Momma’s girl tries to be good
Momma’s girl will never do
Momma taught me all she could
About seeing my life through

Momma’s girl learned many answers
To questions never asked
Like how to deal with cancers
Momma’s reading from the past

Momma’s girl lives life alone
In a world Momma can’t see
Momma’s girl is not the clone
Momma hoped that she would be

Momma said, “Since you can’t spell,
writing’s nothing you can do.”
Yet I’ve filled my life with poems
Still what’s poetry to you.

Momma said, “You don’t want that.”
Without granting that I might
That’s when I just stopped sharing
I did not want to fight.

Momma doesn’t like my truth
So all that’s left are lies
That’s why I seldom call her
Still a daughter often tries.

Dear Momma, we’re all dying
Regrets I have but few
The only thing I’ve left to share
Is the me you never knew.

Copyright: Lynn Marie Sager 2007