to the unreachable 'til I could reach

to mama

can hear mama saying, “You bettah do honey”

but not really… mama don’t talk exactly like that

but she would say, “honey, you gone and do that”

I know she wouldn’t have it any other way

cause she could have done hers if she had the grounds to play on

the one’s she passed to me…she gave me air

so that I turned a ditch with a vine hanging over the top

in the middle of a makeshift jungle of public housing into the Serengeti

and I was Nubian Princess explorer looking for flawless stone

my pet a Kente decorated elephant recognized by her silver horns

as the things platinum that pop on my gingerbread skin

called her Lala because she was beautiful and young in her gray theme

..we matched with a head band of dangling baby leaves dipped in bronze

after Lala had her fill of grass and water I commanded

“On Lala”to which she winked her eye with her elephant smile walking beside me

when she noticed my wearing down she lowered her body to carry me…

reminded me of someone else lovingly

and as suddenly I heard  her in the background calling my name

for now the homemade tale comes to an end…but like Lala

she carried me on her shoulder’s lifting  me to my dreams…

”Honey, I began saying to myself

when you get the chance grab the rings

and do your thing some more... and dream”

 

 

Author's Note

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

"she carried me on her shoulder’s lifting me to my dreams…

”Honey, I began saying to myself
when you get the chance grab the rings
and do your thing some more... and dream”

You are indeed the Nubian princess looking for that flawless stone and the gems of love. Your dreams are lifting you up as you see the background of elephant smiles behind you. You remind us to be filled with green and water...Bravo..................

[Shirlena]

I know it's been a year but I wanted to thank you anyway Sam. Your words are so kind.

[Sami Khalil]

Wow. You are welcome muchly. .....:).......