I traveled to see my mama today.
She needed to hear what I had to say.
But when I arrived, she was in deep prayer.
I had some good news I wanted to share.
My mama could talk the ears off the corn,
the ears off a rabbit since she was half-born.
And sometimes when I was trying to speak,
she'd cut me right off- for nearly a week.
But this time she had sad tears in her eyes.
Because of me I could only surmise.
I asked of her tears. How bad could it be?
But she shook her head. It was about me.
I hurt my dear mom. I hurt her a lot.
I wasn't a Christian and humble, was not.
The time had gone by, but now with good news,
I'm here for my mama to pay my last dues.
"I'm... sorry I... hurt... you for... so many years"
I said, as I stumbled with words through my tears.
But I have found Jesus. My life turned around.
I bought my own Bible and it is profound!
Still tears held my mama. She said not a word.
A small tiny sparrow was all that we heard.
Through tears, she then spoke, "I prayed for you boy -
and yes, I have tears, but now tears of sweet joy."
So together we cried. So happy were we.
My eyes were a blur and I hardly could see.
But I felt much better when I saw her smile.
We conversed together for quite a long while.