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Author Name: Freeoldguy 11 Comments
Date Added: October 08, 2009 21:10:30 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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Mama's Songs



Mama donít wear no silken hat
nor gold tipped diamond rings,
but give her a hymnal and an open church
and Lordy how she sings.
She shakes the rafters and bounces the floor
and sways the chandeliers
and brings little children the word of God
to wipe away their tears.
She raises hope within their hearts;
gives glory to His name,
and calls the children to gather about
that they might do the same.
She teaches His  name within her songs,
His soul within her voice.
She teaches His words that all might learn
and with their heart rejoice.
No, Mama donít wear no silken hat
nor gold tipped diamond rings,
but give her a hymnal and an open church
and with the Lord she sings.

Author's Notes:
Try this again.  I just clicked and lost the whole dang thing.
Mom loved to sing.  Church, Christmas caroling, in the car on road trips.  You name it; she probably sang there.  She used to drive our car for our high school dance band gigs. ... tenor sax and clarinet ...  She'd drive there, sleep while we played the gig and then drive home.  Usually we had the base fiddle with us so it was just the two of us and we'd sing all the way home.  I miss her.  She taught my two sisters and me to love music.  I only hope my wife and I have passed this love on to our two daughters.
The poem needs to be read with a bounce as your mind set.  Almost like a rap.
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Comments:
Comment By: FreeTinkerBelle on October 28, 2009 09:28:51 AM Report
I just love this poem its so beautiful. how you describe how much she feels about singing songs about the lord and want the children to know about him is so amazing. this is a great poem.
Comment By: PremiumMary Lou Allen on October 20, 2009 07:13:31 PM Report
I just love poems about Mama. I write lots of them. Our Mamas had the biggest impact of all and they lend themselves easily to praise. I like this very much. ML
Comment By: FreeShuberth Dias on October 14, 2009 02:12:58 PM Report
good write, mom's is great and this reminds me of my mum, she's always there lending here helping hand and she's been through alot.

i like this.

i was just listeing to "my mama said - Aqua" and then i saw your poem and clicked of the title and was in the mood to read and i liked it, mom is a God's gift.

Comment By: FreeBarbara Demasson on October 10, 2009 01:34:07 PM Report
Wonderful memories of your mama's passion and devotion!

 

~Barbara~

Comment By: FreeEvelyn Wilson on October 10, 2009 12:10:08 AM Report
All I can say is hats off to Mama, what a beautiful Lady. I enjoyed the flow of your poem. Thanks for sharing.
Comment By: FreeLeonard Wilson on October 9, 2009 09:47:23 PM Report
"Mama donít wear no silken hat
nor gold tipped diamond rings,
but give her a hymnal and an open church
and with the Lord she sings."



I really love those lines...With a little tempo tweaking this would make a fine song....Nice job...len

Comment By: FreeShe Whispers on October 9, 2009 09:11:08 PM Report
Awesome I loved this.... What a woman....
Comment By: FreeTanya Harrison on October 9, 2009 06:01:22 PM Report
This is great! Sounds like she was a remarkable woman.
Comment By: FreeAlison Storm Wolf on October 9, 2009 12:09:13 PM Report
ps into favs!
Comment By: FreeAlison Storm Wolf on October 9, 2009 12:07:09 PM Report
I did not need the 'how to' read the poem..it spoke all by itself.;-)
I loved the undiluted joy in it and the love shown to one who gave you so much.
Just really touching in every way.
Ali x
Comment By: FreeLinda Jo on October 8, 2009 10:16:00 PM Report
I love the country flavor of this piece...Ljo




 


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