My Mother,My Pride

My MOTHER,MY PRIDE MY ROLE MODEL YOU ARE A TRUE AFRICAN WOMAN,A REAL MATRIARCH WHEN YOU WALK,YOUR STEPS ARE LIKE THAT OF AN ELEPHANT I LOOK UP TO YOU LIKE THIS GIGANTIC BAOBAB TREE THE WAY YOU CARRY YOURSELF YOUR BEAUTY IS LIKE THAT OF A PEACOCK BIRD AMONGST BIRDS YOU PROTECT YOUR OFFSPRINGS LIKE A HEN PROTECTING ITS CHICKS FROM THE CLAWS OF THE HAWK IN THE PRAWLING MY MOTHER,MY PRIDE WHERE COULD I HAVE POSSIBLY GOT SUCH A MOTHER FROM? ONLY THE HEAVENLY ABOVE KNOWS I WOULD NOT TRADE YOU IN FOR ANYTHING MY MOTHER,MY PRIDE