Short Poem

My hero... my hero... hmmm my hero... it’s not too hard to think about because it’s my mom. During this pandemic, things have gotten hard, whether it was financially or because of the lack of things provided by the government.

My momma is my Black queen. She’s no superhero because she doesn't wear a cape, but she’s my superhero because she makes it happen. I never need or want for anything. She does her best to provide it all. Who needs superheroes when I have my mom? I am a strong woman now because a strong woman raised me. I love you, Mom.