She's More Than Gold
"she's more than
gold"
In her haven I
reside for nine
months;
she sleeps and
wakes in pain
until my head comes
out her womb;
she shivers in the
rain
when she searches
for my needs
o what a great
mother!
she's my mother,
she's more than gold!
she humbles her
breast for me to suck
though I bite her
nipple with my teeth
but she nods to my
innocent deed
when I begin to grow
teeth;
sickness emaciates
my bones,
and she annoints my
head with tears
she's my mother!
she's more than gold!
she nurses me till I
become her father
and she pilots me to
the evening of my life
to where my eyes
can see the world
She's my mother,
she's more than gold!
I pray for you my
mother
your legs will never
attend my funeral
neither your tears to
wet my infant grave
and I'll live to nurse
you to your old age
before you sleep the
sleep of elders
Adesitimi
Copyright © Adesitimi Taiwo Damilola | Year Posted 2013
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