Sweet Mother
You be the reason of my outcome
Be the bearer of the pain
Be the endurance through my period
For days to months I framed inside of you
Smiled to the sound of my cry
Held me close to your heart
Whispered a name to my ear
Called for a celebration to my birth
In my sleep i felt so save from the world
In your motherly nurture.
I advanced to be mature
Tutored me the necessity to a brighter future.
The memories of childhood Be my mind's vivid
picture.
My childhood tears, You made me shed
Has been the rod you never spared
Mother and son: Bow and arrow
You shot me into my tomorrow.
Copyright © Victory Iheanacho | Year Posted 2012
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