Beacon In My Mind

Thy every deed heralds thy open love
I see God in flesh helping me
Mother dear, modest and gentle as dove
I picture myself tender like thee

Thy leap years cuddle chased my fear
Goodbye. Your answering call as close as my
Hair, your inner peace, teach me life to bear
Father told me your virtue I should buy

But to be my mama is not to be a woman
A pure heart she had said was the key
That's why the boy and the man
In father loves her still. Ingibo, father put her in me

When I become a mother and wife
My Mother, I shall live in my life


Note: Ingibo means mother
Created: 06/25/2011
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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July 2, 2011 at 3:13 PM
A very heartfelt and tender remembrance of your mom my friend. An excellent piece. God Bless, JB
Harvell Avatar
June 28, 2011 at 8:34 PM
That was touching..I could feel my heart reading this...Tkz by way for your comment as well.God Bless!
Long Avatar
June 27, 2011 at 4:52 PM
this was beautiful nicely done thanks for your comments. cory
Sweetheart Avatar
June 26, 2011 at 5:28 PM
sweetly sensitive write Ingibo and delightful read.. reference to God is tremendous in this piece luv..
Chadi Avatar
June 26, 2011 at 6:31 AM
i loved it so much, you teach me how to deal with words. so amazing
Beadnall Avatar
June 25, 2011 at 4:12 AM
That is lovely, my mother has many of the same qualities... feel free to read ,mark and comment and my work,if you don`t mind.. bless up
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