thinking of her, I smile,
I see her as she is,
a lover, a mother, a friend,
a helper,
a shelter
a mum, in season and out of season
when it's convenient and when it's not,
she's a mum to me.
Seeing her now, I am humble,
a woman of true passion,
enduring love,
of unpredictable humour,
skilled in everything,
woodwork,
homework,
schoolwork
yet of a tender demeanour.
cannot be replicated, even though often relegated
cannot be done without, disowned or denied
forever a channel
choose by God to bring life to be.
Thinking of her
I know I am blessed.
Happy Mothers Day!
3 comments:
happy mothers day to your mumj and mine too!!!
Very good; I'll say amen to that and print a copy for my mother.
This is a very nice and sweet poem you've written for your mum.
I asked the Lord to Grant me too my humble request to be a mum and know that one day too and hopefully not too far from now, he will hear my humble cry.
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