She Fathered Me
It was my lovely mother who devotedly fathered me;
She taught me wisdom and the ability to analytically see.
Fully guided me with discipline; sprinkling lashes, when necessary;
She trained me up, “In the way that I should go” and not contrary.
I learnt life-moulding lessons daily; through which I matured;
She re-enforced what I was taught at school, because it mattered.
Daily she provided, while teaching me that it was God who provides;
I learnt that decisions have consequences; so before you decide scrutinize.
She always solicited advice and aid from other men about “guys stuff;”
Because she understood that in some areas, she didn’t know enough.
She never slowed down; gave up; nor as I see it, never once rested;
Even when her health, strength, will and faith; life’s trials sorely tested.
When all is said, written and done, my beloved mother is the one;
She bore, raised, mothered and fathered me – she’s my Wonder Woman.
By: Dion Penville
Copyright © Dion Penville | Year Posted 2020
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