An African Child's Prayer

::An African child's prayer for his mom:: I'll sing for you And I'll dance with you See my joy when I write for you And it's because of you I remember those hands that held me Those hands that washed and fed me My desire in a dream Your smiles as in a golden grin Momi if not for you If not for you... I can't really say Even if I recall those dry nights of May When I was small You found my lost ball Oh precious mother Precious momi precious mother How I miss those back pats And also the motherly slaps Now what will I be Wi'out your prayers? You push me off when I'm wrong You pull me back with the other arm Hold me once again Cos I'll fall wi'out you You have washed my nakedness And you have directed me off from wickedness My baby tears have fallen all over you Clothes blankets even your food Now I ask God for another favor Please Dear Lord keep her for me Now it's your unfailing love That kept hope burning lightly in my heart This memory I want most To hold you the way you held me when I was a toddler.