Dear Mother

DEAR MOTHER
                                    Proverbs 1 verse 8 tells me 
                    ‘My son, hear the instruction of thy father, and forsake 
                                     not the law of thy mother’
                            For as long as I live I will remember
                               Remember how you taught me
                             I remember what you warned me
                                       Remember the advice
                             But mostly the warm tenderly hug

                          Sometimes I would feel like hating you
                            Feel like you are you are in my way
                  How you do not understand what I am trying to do
                   How not so updated you are, whenever you refuse
                                     But later on it changes

                             And then sometimes you will be like
                                   So fierce towards me a fear
                                     So harsh I can’t harden
                                You become roarous like a lion 
                                 How I wanted to run away,
                                            But later on…

                                          I would realize
                                  You care for me so much
                  That you were also where I am you know the danger
                      And that I didn’t choose you, I am a gift to you
                            And that you were given to me by God
                               And you hear the voice from above

                              Every night when I sleep I will recall
                                     The voice of my mother
                                  Wishing me the best in life
                          Reminding me not to forget who I am
                                             Blessing me

                   Every time I would feel the warmth of your heart
                                  See the smile on your face
                            How proud you are to be my mother
                          Every time you would say I love you son
                                        I love you mother
                                     Good morning mum…

a poem dedicated to my mother,
from your son Neo 'SpacePoet' Masetlane
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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January 18, 2017 at 8:05 AM
- A wonderful poem, Neo - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
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