MAMA THIS ONE’S FOR YOU BY BETH HART

LYRICS

For all the things I never said
I’m sorry that I never did
I thank you for your precious time
For teaching me how to climb
I love you more than summertime
You’ve been such a good friend of mine
And every sacred word is true
I learned to love because of you and
Oh mama I saw the world
And it was good
And full of kindness
Every step I took you held my hand
And watched me grow
You’ll never know
How much I love you
And I am not afraid, I’m not afraid
I finally grew
Mama this one’s for you
You always look beyond the dark
You told me joy lives in the heart
And life is what you make of it
Make sure to cherish every bit and
Oh mama I saw the world
And it was good
And full if kindness
Every step I took you held my hand
And watched me grow
You’ll never know
How much I love you
And I am not afraid, I’m not afraid
I finally grew
Mama this one’s for you
You, you, you
Mama this one’s for you
You, you, you
Mama this one’s for you
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Today’s music prompt is about our beautiful mothers out there.
My father will always say that I’m from the Northern part of Nigeria. Maybe he has forgotten where I’m from, my mother’s womb????
To participate in the prompt:
-Click on the link to watch video
-Compose a poem inspired by the song
-Post it on DWW MUSIC PROMPT ????
-Share it on Social media platforms
-Use the hashtag DAILYWISDOMWORDS
WRITE A POEM FOR YOUR MAMA AND MAKE SURE YOU TAG HER SO WE CAN KNOW HER✍️????
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2 thoughts on “MAMA THIS ONE’S FOR YOU BY BETH HART”

  1. You caught me when I fell
    My pain was yours
    I love you as you shared
    Your gentle was my happy
    I’m not me w/o your love
    My loves dear because of you
    Hand in hand you took me here
    You showed me who to find
    To save my heart, my mind
    If all is lost I still have you
    #dailywisdomwords

  2. My mama she cusses a lot
    Though I don’t give a jot
    She has a heart of gold
    Character so bold..
    Cinnamon smell in the air
    She cooks up a flair
    Swaying to country rhythm
    In her tiny funky kitchen,
    Living her days in a frenzy
    My mama is a beautiful story.

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