Prompt:

Mama, you the rhythm in my soul, Held it down when times got cold. Three kids, no man in sight, But you kept the groove alive every night. You never let us sleep with empty plates, Even when the world put weight on your face. Cancer tried to steal your shine, But you kept dancing, kept the beat in time. Forever grateful, Mama, you got that groove, Strong black woman, always on the move. May our children carry the strength you have, Forever grateful, Mama, you paved the way. You played both parts, mother and dad, Made the best of the little we had. Never heard you complain, not once, You turned the pain into funk. Mama, you the bassline in my chest, The funky rhythm that never rests. Your love’s the horn that cuts through the dark, Your strength’s the fire that lights the spark. Forever grateful, Mama, you got that groove, Strong black woman, always on the move. May our children carry the strength you have, Forever grateful, Mama, you paved the way. Forever grateful, Mama, forever grateful, Mama.