To My Mother

Ain't no woman like you mama know that
This is the emotion of a son to her mother
Am writing this down as a prophecy
Hope to fulfill this when the time will come
Dear Lord, protect this strong woman
I only have gratitude for your unconditional love
Wouldn't have been here if it wasn't for you
Your strength is seen for how you have raised us 
Trust me, I'll take a bullet for ma mama
Can't know why most hate their mothers
Would want to educate you, hope I will do so
As the first born from your womb, I adore you
Time passes so do days, I know your aging
And ur time is coming, but not now, not now
Ur smiles and happy moments are in my mind
They would always have a place within me
A museum is set within my mind
I'll only share what you have thought me
The beatings you gave me has shaped my life
Hoping for the best, I know that your praying for me
What more can a son/daughter desire?
Its all in-front of you, don't turn a blind eye
She has taken a lot for my sake and fate
They told me its written in the stars
No, God drew them that's why you read the stars
My mama wasn't my choice, she was God's decision
Hope to understand this mystery, give me understanding
As time would pass , I won't want to see you shed a tear
I'll dry ur eyes and make you laugh
This is a poem to my mother and u'll read it
I have never been lonely, she has always kept me company
Thank you mama, Thank you mama, Thank you mama
I'll always love you mama,Dear Lord protect her
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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April 1, 2015 at 2:31 AM
A nice dedication Enock, You don't hear this much anymore, Respect for your parents. Great stuff!! Best Wishes Kevin
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