Though at birth it wasn’t easy She says I’m a worthy reason Before I could even speak She protected me through the thick
As a child I laid my head on her chest In her arms I made my little safe nest And when I listen to her heartbeat Her face says: “in there, son you have a seat”
If I could write about her love Tell of her tenderness – beyond a dove’s Many would say no such being Under the sun can there be
There tough times when I wanted to quit She told me “Boy, you can win with one more hit!” Now climbing on Life’s ladder I look back and say “Oh! What a mother!”
*Dedicated to the memory of my late mother.
Written by: Emmanuel Olawale MilesandDreams Fashina
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