Poem of the day..Just me typing away. Not recorded in my books. Me not giving my words a second look..

How could I make her stay?
When she said in her baby voice
“I wanna go wit you mommy”
Leaving her with her friend
Even though she wouldn’t have
Enjoyed herself
Because she would have been crying
Out for mommy’s help
You tell me I’m the mother
But it’s funny cuz you’re a man
And know nothing
About the subject
Because you aren’t one
And never will be
So how can you tell a woman
About being a mother
Writing about it like you know it
You never hear me say
This is how to be a father

Daddies don’t have to be there
We are blessed
Because you are
But sometimes you
Take this Papa thing too far
You think you know it all
But just like an apple it falls
And basically you don’t know shit
Bout raisin no little girl
At all
You put food in the cabinets
Clothes in their closets
But my daughter
Isn’t a lil man
What you called her
When you first held her
In your hands
So keep her out of the woods
Don’t talk to her
Like she’s a Gangster
Sure teach her
How to play ball
But put knee pads on her
So she won’t get scarred up
When she falls
Put her cap on her head
Cuz you ain’t the one
Braiding it
For hours at a time
Don’t spank her
Because it’s not right

What pisses me off
Is that growin up
My daddy listened
To my mommy
That’s one thing
He never questioned
Was a woman knowing
About her child
What is that cliché
That people toss around?
Mother’s know best
Maybe you need to listen
To that over used statement
Because she better not be
Outside in those woods
This spring/summer
11 acres your house sit’s upon
That is home to every bug ever created
That fly and roam the GA
Air and ground
And last summer there was
One too many ticks
Stuck to our baby
So do just like my daddy
Shut up and listen
And listen to mommy