You, you and you. All mine, but not mine. Similar in so many ways and oh how unique are you each three.

My first makes me laugh until i split my sides. He is a beautiful wealth of fun. When I hear him laugh I laugh. He brings me joy that is sweet. He has a flow of song that is quite strong. He is so brilliant and can be moody as heck. However, Rickey I will never forget.

She is the apple of my eye. Her voice is like a sermonette. It floats all around my head and into my ears. When I hear her sing I think an angel just got his wings. Because her voice is like a bell. It rings and everyone pays attention. She is my beautiful, determined and oh so stubborn daughter. Ashley the worlds songstress.

My last baby, a boy. Still a baby to me for it weren't that long ago he was three.  Yes, he is different but that is alright. He knows what he wants and his tongue he won't bite. His mind is sharp and he has a quick retort. Don't cross him or you may have to give report. He's my little cuddle monster, Christian is he.

I'm tired of those that take my kindness away.
Lord keep me safe from myself I pray.

I get disappointed by you.
Then I remember I don't need nobody else

I was crushed by you, almost destroyed by you.
Then I remember I don't need nobody else

I waited so long for you, you never came. Although, you promised again and again.
Then I remember I don't need nobody else.

You call me your best friend. But you just want to drain my mind.
Then I remember I don't need nobody else.