I Celebrate Temitope Mum's Gleeful Grace


Happy new breaths afresh to start anew
The journey round around calendar's length
Up and down the rows and columns renew
View that bring up mum's delivery joy's strength

How happy moment transformed pain to joy-
At childbirth; expectantly of baby,
Alhamdulilah!  Wow! A baby boy,
Whose birth silent doubt's inner voice, maybe.

And light lips' heavy weight waiting turn's twist,
To shout of praise to Allah for both beings,
Having been through death midst life, God resist¡
What turbulent evil atmosphere brings!

Now grown up; hale, hearty and handsome man,
Whose look alone can woo prettiest woman.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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