Empressjournee Jamaica

A Daughter Love

You lay prop with
The color of Love
Sound asleep
As you dream,
Travel beyond
With your head
Wrap, golden sweater
Wore unending,
Hand in the back
Of your Silver hair,
Sometimes I want
To weep because I love you
Want more for me, more for you
And miss you when you are far
Away from me—mother
So sleep, sleep
as the music play low
I quietly sing lullaby to me
Lullaby to you.

About the author


I was born in Jamaica West Indies, immigrated to the United States of America at the tender age of ten. I've had the great privilege as an uprising reggae singer to perform as an open act for several great singers like Dennis Brown, Calypso Rose and others. I also had the great opportunity to meet Dr. Bettye Shabazz and other great leaders. Because of my divine supreme God, he is using giants and various people to help develop the divinity within and allowed me to see the greatness of his love. I consider myself a singer, poet, writer, and a great performer. I am working on strengthening all areas of my gifts.