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Ain’t That A Bitch?

Ain’t That A Bitch?

Growing up I can say
That I never found offense in insults
It didn’t matter what they said
But it wasn’t because
They said something that wasn’t offensive
But mostly it made me feel sorry
Then I became a mom to a daughter…
And in that moment…
I went from unoffendable
To “Battle-ready”
I taught her the things that matter
Like how offensive the word ESKIMO is…
I had to teach her things I hadn’t been taught
Boys don’t hit you because they like you.
When people hit you…it’s because they have no self-control.
I gave her permission to say “No”.
And unfortunately…
I had to teach her about the word BITCH
Bitch is NOT another word for a female dog.
Understand that…this word was ONLY used for dogs…
As a means to INSULT women further.
It sickens me to hear women refer to one another like that…
After all…what made her a BITCH?
Strong attitude?
Bitch…is another way to tear us apart
I will not participate in the destruction
I strongly encourage the support of women
By Women…
But that really cannot happen until we
Stop the mentality which says…
We cannot celebrate others…
While celebrating ourselves.
In fact…the TRUTH is…
When we engage in negative thoughts, conversations or dialog
That reactivates negative energy…
WE have become the problem…
Stand beside HER
Link arms with hers
Support her dreams and aspirations
Watch her grow…when…
We give her patience instead of problems
We encourage her to find her voice
When we can LOVE her…

Daddy Don’t Go

Daddy Don’t Go


Daddy don’t go

The girl softly cried

I’m coming back

Just another lie

I wonder if he knew

The choices he did make

Would damage a life

A heart he did break

If he had only looked back

Seen that last tear fall

He could have righted a wrong

In no time at all

Maybe if he had been there

She wouldn’t have needed

The attention negative or not

Which abandonment breeded

Her mom was there yes, but

Who can really say

What would have happened

Had he not left that day

Our daughters are precious

We must try and understand

Their fathers help create

Their future’s floor plan

For Daddy when you leave

Someone else will step in

And since you weren’t there

No telling how it will end

Are you responsible for others…no

But from the very start

You were supposed to be there for her

And that fragile little heart

When you stepped out on mom

You walked away from this sweet girl

Who loved you every single day

You were her entire world

So when she now makes choices

As we sometimes tend to do

Remember her greatest teacher

Was supposed to be you

Don’t make this love story

End before it starts

Cause saying “Daddy don’t go”

Even breaks a woman’s heart

                                                                ~LM Young

Sometimes She Forgets

Sometimes She Forgets


I loved her since birth

Have never loved her less

There is only one thing

Sometimes…she forgets


She taught me how to spell

How to love and not fret

She has been my steady rock

But sometimes…she forgets


I’m sure I tried her patience

But her level of love was surely set

She’s a beautiful mother

But sometimes…she forgets


She forgets the little things

Things that wouldn’t matter to some

But we were told early

Better and worst days will come


Sometimes she forgets memories

Though I love her just the same

There’s nothing quite as hard as

When you forget a child’s name


But I smile at her always

Reminding her is my new cause

Filling those awkward moments

When in confusion she takes a pause


I fill them with I love you’s

I fill them with a song

I stand right beside her

Where a daughter does belong


When asked how long can I do this

Remind this angel of her past

Retelling stories and tales

Hoping the thought will somehow last


To that I can only promise

I will sing the songs of how we met

Because I will remember and love always

Even if sometimes…she forgets

 **This poem is dedicated to a very special friend of mine whose mother has Alzheimers. They are both beautiful souls…and I am blessed in just knowing them**

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