I may not be the perfect mom;
I make mistakes.
I may not give you what you want, but
I always make sure you get what you need.
And right now, all you need is love.
I promise to love you equally.
One of you will somehow feel unwanted;
Or loved less.
I'm still young
I'm still learning,
Learning how to be the best mom.
Seeing you crying breaks my heart,
Yet your laughs, smiles and chats melts my heart.
It's kinda cute watching you playing together.
I enjoy watching you fighting for my phone.
Now dear Sons,
Promise mom that you will;
Always be there for one another,
Respect each other,
Laugh, sing, cry and smile together.
I love you.
Copyright © Bukiwe Tiyane | Year Posted 2016
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