I had to get out of my own head for a while. I couldn’t get a groove with my own stuff tonight; trying too hard and being too hard on myself, I’m sure. Nevertheless, it gave me a chance to play with someone else’s art. I wish I’d written “Mother to Son” to my boys. I sure do mean it for them, anyway. Don’t ask me why my accent goes all Southern Belle when I read this poem. It’s just what it sounds like in my head and, so, that’s the way it comes out. 😉
I really do love this poem, though, so please enjoy. Words captioned in the video for you.
