Mama Maya wrote just for me
as though she knew I would need
That hug only
a mother’s heart can give.
Phenomenal! Mama Maya says I am.
Strong and courageous! She believes I am.
Beautiful. Mama Maya thinks I am; me?
I laugh out loud just like any daughter
would at her mother’s uplifting words.
In fact I cry! for I know I believe
Mama Maya’s words.
I believe every word she said
but yet doubt every now and then.
Mama, Mama, mama
Mama Maya Angelou
through your words,
I hold my head high with pride
Like a Savannah giraffe.
For all women out there with a mother’s heart. Never stop or give up.
5 thoughts on “Mama Maya”
Thank you, dearest; I need this today…for a different reason. Your words “do not give up” inspire me to continue to express my undying love to a son who has turned me out of his life.
Because he breaks my heart (every moment of every day) and because I chose to continue to love him unconditionally anyway, my sacramental tears convey to me God’s Divine Mercy…or so I’m told.
But I am weak as mothers sometimes are, and your reminder helps me hold my head up and piece my heart back together; you and Mama Maya help me to then convey Divine Mercy on to others.
I pray for your blessing on this upcoming Mother’s Day.
This is beautiful—I’m so glad you’re finding ways to fill that mama-shaped space. At 64 I’m finally learning to love myself like a mama should.
Wonderful simile at the end about the neck of the giraffe.