My Child

Wrapped in my womb

A bundle of joy

In times of distress

a comfort for me

I asked for one

I was  blessed with more

One for now: as it will be forever

My stomach: now a mountain

A sign of your growth

Fruit of youth time

Blessing of old age

An epitome of great joy

A blanket of warmth :on cold nights

A ray of light: at darkest times

A ray of hope for me

A fruit on my tree

MY CHILD! my jewel

My child, my eye

I ask for one;I was blessed with more

One for now as it will be forever.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Callus Avatar
December 28, 2016 at 11:13 AM
Wow! Lovely and meaningful sentiments, Abosede. Having children is a blessing and a joy. ~ Regards // paul
Odure Odeh Avatar
March 8, 2016 at 5:47 PM
OMO MI nice one didn't know what to expect from the title but read it and loved it. Good work
Ogundare Avatar
May 5, 2016 at 6:32 AM
It means 'my child'..*smiles*.. Thanks Anita.
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March 8, 2016 at 10:53 AM
Nice and beautiful to read....Linda
Ogundare Avatar
May 5, 2016 at 6:30 AM
Thank you Linda.
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