Goodbye, Momma

Momma, you were a wildfire, burning bright. We clashed

like thunder on a summer night. Your voice still echoes in my mind's dark hall.

We fought, we laughed, we cried. I never got to say goodbye.

Goodbye, Momma, goodbye. You taught me to stand tall,

not to hide. Goodbye, Momma, goodbye. Your strength,

the compass I use to guide. Your hands built dreams from dirt and stone.

A heart so fierce, you left me alone. I learned

to fight from the way you stand. We were two storms colliding.