Mom Lloyd
James Michael Pettey Sr 1957 (Philadelphia)
When I first met mom she was very nice she took James in without a price mom taught me things I never knew and because of mom Lloyd my life grew up mom taught me first to love myself and to keep my pride up on the show when I would walk around with my head to the ground mine would say James please tell me why don't you walk with your head to the sky I still see Mom and me over and over again sitting for hours talking in her death with my family mom had a plan but hanging with my friends I became a new man one morning I heard this cry so I took a peek mom was crying she looked very weak when she came into the dead I said Mom are you all right she said James I didn't have a very good night I said what do you think it is she did not answer but later we found out that Mom Lloyd had cancer and oh how hard has heard it that day we said Lord for all her love we want to repay but what God has done was out of sight God allowed the family to sit with her both day and night the day got called Mom Lloyd home my ex-wife and I got the car on the phone sometime ago I lost my brother and now I lost my ex-wife mother I think of that time Mom and I first met I really didn't know myself as yet mom would get on us when we was wrong and let me tell you her words was strong but the way she made us feel when we was right making us feel as high as a kite mom had one boy and his name was Nate and to this man his mom was great she had two girls Tanya and Terry until her last days Mom Lloyd carried Mom heart was like that of gold and it never seen that Mom was old mom helped a lot of people both young and old.
By: James M.Pettey Sr.
About this poem
This poem is about how Mom Lloyd took me into her home and got me my job in Atlantic City with her son Nate Edwards and my first home in yeadon furniture clothes she said I have to put all that selfish pride away she has been there since day one
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Written on March 28, 2023
Submitted by petteyjames54 on March 29, 2023
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