My Mama’s Silly Fairy Tales
When I was a small girl
My mom used to tell me
A Cinderella story where she dances with her prince
& have wicked stepmother
It was her version her other side of happily ever after
I just remember laughing out loud at nighttimes
I was on her bed yet
Couldn’t sleep or maybe I was sick
But I needed her
She used to make up her own stories
They were about me
& I don’t remember what was I doing in
Her silly fairy tales
Was I dancing with my prince?
Did I lost my glass slipper?
Did I have a beautiful happy ending?
I don’t know
It was worth it
Cos she and I shared
Some kind of mother daughter bond
Speaking our own language
While the moon lingers
In the New York sky
Indeed everyone was asleep
Except my mom & I
Although she was tired & I woke her up
In the middle of the night
Guess I needed her to
Make me fall asleep
With her comfort of dreams
That’s what mothers do
When a child couldn’t sleep
Or being sick
They opened their arms
& embrace
The little daughters little sons
Telling them their cheesy fairy tales
I’ve always believe her stories
Always believe that someday
They would all come true
& it somehow did become so
Real
I did dance with my prince
At the prom
But didn’t lose my pink ballet slipper
Yet I have my happy ending with
So much joy in my life
Yes my mom is predictable
And fortunate when it comes telling
Her versions of crazy folklore
I keep laughing so hard
That I wipe my tiny tears on
Her soft pillow
She always goes, “once upon a time, there was a
Girl name Cinderella.” Or “once upon a time, far
Away lived a girl name Kai”
I don’t remember how she put it
But was so sweet to hear her imagination
In her voice she cradles me
Within her young heart
That I listen to
Like African harmony
She was my lullaby
I knew nobody can
Tell stories like she does
Hers was the best ever
I remember
That special moment
I share with her
& her sleepy eyes were smiling
At me as I used to be ready
To listen to
My
Mama’ s
Silly
Fairy
Tales
~
9 comments:
Really enjoyed your tale. I remember my mother reading The Tales of Ukraine to me, I still have the green book...!:)
:-]
this is great for Mother's Day :)
this is lovely!
thanks
i like it as a poem in itself and also agree with andrew
This is a beautiful tribute, Kai. :)
thats what mama's are for. Hugging and loving and telling you sweet little tales of princesses.
:o) hugs for u
You gave me moments of my mom, just remembering how life was when I was just a child...listening to her tell me stories, falling asleep (or pretending) to be asleep in her bed just so she can let me lay there a little longer before carrying me off to my own bed late into the night. Your mom sounds like a very loving mom, hold on tight to all your cherished memories, they're to last a lifetime.
I enjoy your written words.
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