Ruby and Me
A poetic conversation between my mother and me for her birthday

Hello Ruby Lee.
Hello Monkeyfeet, Bookie B.
Come on ma don’t call me that.
Either I call you that or call you fat.
But I ain’t big.
Bigger than you used to be.
You’re just not used to me.
I’ll always remember the old you.
See I’m all grown up now, I told you.
Maybe. But no matter how much you grow up you’ll always be my baby.
Here you go with that lovey dovey mess.
Oh yes, you are my baby boy and when I had you I was blessed.
I really wish you were still here.
Son even when I’m not there in flesh my spirit is still near.
I miss you mom. I miss how you always gave me love.
Baby boy I’m still giving you my love from above.
Dear mama you mean more to me than you could ever understand.
Dear son, I’m proud of you for growing up to be an amazing man.
Happy Heavenly birthday mom. You made my life better.
Thank you my son. I love you always and forever.

~Happy Heavenly birthday to my mother Ruby Lee Spencer.
About the Creator
Joe Patterson
Hi I'm Joe Patterson. I am a writer at heart who is a big geek for film, music, and literature, which have all inspired me to be a writer. I rap, write stories both short and long, and I'm also aspiring to be an author and a filmmaker.
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