My Mother

Written by empressjournee

Photo Credit: Andrae Ricketts

………………………….is grace

I miss the softness of her face,

My father I long, to embrace,

They both have found, their divine place,

I wish to meet them in a quiet place,

My memories trace—the journey;

That took me far away, from their heart,

When we part;

Truth and lies I confront face-to-face,

Now nothing can tear us apart,

Love has begun to find a safe place,

in my heart.

Empress Journee


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 various great singers like Dennis Brown, Calypso Rose and others I admired. I also had the great opportunity to meet Dr. Bettye Shabazz and other great leaders. Because of my divine supreme using giants and various people to help develop within and allowed the God consciousness of my mind to see the greatness of his love. I consider myself a wildflower, singer, poet, writer, and a great performer. I am working on strengthening all areas of my gifts.