Analysis of My mama'S on a trip in her slip

Respect for the woman, mama who raised me from scratch
She gave much of her freedom, bore me with much crucial pain
I know she'd want me to feel the natural high and I'm gonna rain
All of the inner secrets, the boring trivia, details or not a patch.

I remember mama goin' to the hospital to have 4 more to come
Brought 5 home, twins killed my mellow babyhood in utero trauma
She kicked *ss, cleaned *ss, fed our *ss*s and gave dad some
Young Catholic, Chicago girl from the 30's now great grand mama.

In her ninth decade on planet Earth, she's had her happy kicks
From Chicago home base flew & rode around, but never drove
Miles of smiles I recall, piles and piles of trials to face and fix
All six children, 3 boys and 3 girls, did the happy dance in love.

My mama was the one I asked to feed me milk and protect me
Until I could do it all myself and she showed me the lighted way
To school, to work, to love another, how to be a man, so free
Now, I got love and I give it to all who need the night and day.

Whatever the fate solitude in the death bed brings, I'm your guide
I have found the light and the way to the origin of this system
The universe that our cosmic father and mother bestowed on us
Is yours, always was and will be, your lovely heart, it won't hide.

Glory to the universe that brought my mama to Earth
My gramma and grampa had an arranged marriage
A twenty seven year old Sicilian man, a fourteen year old girl
From this union, my mama and brothers and sisters came to birth.

I close my eyes and see them all, everyone in holy cielo
A place in a dream, strange scenes not of this Earth's crack
Fills my conundrum with hope, faith and love of God's show
From the conception to the dissolution, beauty fades to black.

by
RICHARD JOSEPH STEPHAN
c. March 30, 2013 Sunday of my Mama Mia
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( written while listenin' to Donovan "In Concert; The Complete 1967 Anaheim Show" link @ https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=krRZjPxs6pU&list=RDkrRZjPxs6pU  )