...For Mama

I feel since this blog is about relationships, writing about my family, friends, colleagues, etc...and expressing my love for them wouldn't be a crime. 

 Here's a poem for mama, who'll be a year older tomorrow (15th, September).

And this poem is dedicated to all the mamas in the world...with love.

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Dearest Mama,

I just write to let you know
What's on my mind
Bringing me to the world with groans
I can imagine what it's like

For the seeds of love you've sown
You're one of a kind
For the toughest times you've known
It's fresh in my mind

For the times I don't listen to you
You love me still
And the times that I trouble you
You keep loving me

Oh! and the times that I fell sick
You knew no sleep
Or the times that I weep
You weep and weep

And those times that I'm lost
You are on your feet
Even at times of failures
You believe in me
For all my mistakes
You have an answer
And all my pains
You find the healer

I remember when I really cried
Oh how you cried too
And when I laughed
I see you laugh too

You never want to see me sad
It makes you seem a failure
And when I'm so sad
Your encouragement stands sure

You see me as the best
Especially when I don't see
You say I'm better than the rest
That you're proud of me
A mother like the one I want to be
How could I ever, thank you enough?
Through your examples to me
I've learned to be strong and tough
You taught me how to stand up for myself
When life brings its ups and downsTaught me the best value in life
And how to stand really strong
Each year I'm extra happy on your birthday
it reminds me of God's gift to me
I want to celebrate you day by day
a mum, and friend who's always there for me
To say that I love you so
Is not enough to show
How much my love goes
For you and you alone

Dearest mama
Happy birthday...
May the good Lord
Keep you day by dayMay you live long
To eat the fruit of your doings
In laughter and joy
In your goings and comings

Lots of Love...

Comments

  1. Prince Adeola Goloba15 September 2010 at 12:37

    First, I say Amen...to you prayer said at the tail of your poem. And now I must let you know that It gives me so much conviction that a child that is mercifully breastfed for at least 2 (two) interrupted years would only demonstrate the kind of true love and appreciation that you have shown here...reminds me of my own beautiful Mama.

    I share in your joy and happiness for your 'Good Mother' and wish her long life and prosperity!

    On a final note, I see you have a new template design for your blog. I like this one too...better I would say...You are such an imaginatively creative kind!

    Peace!

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  2. Bookees15 September 2010 at 12:47

    Adeola, you have a way with words...it just shows the poetic you. Thanks a lot. Really appreciate your stopping by at the blog once a while. God bless

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  3. isqil Najim16 September 2010 at 09:56

    This is touching..

    I love it!

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  4. Bookees16 September 2010 at 10:27

    @Isqil: Glad you love it. Thanks

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  5. Prince Adeola Goloba16 September 2010 at 13:05

    Ooooops!...U'r welcome...it's my pleasure. And why do I follow a Blog of interest to me?...U shuld know now...I always know when you got a new post...so I read 'mmediately to update my Brain!...and kip doin it baby coz I love lines and words that take me on a romantic adventure...Amen...God bless you too!

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  6. Bookees16 September 2010 at 13:20

    Thanks and amen

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