Mothers are special and precious, no doubt
Mothers would deny themselves of everything
Go extra miles even when it is not convenient
Mothers are the lifeline of every child, no doubt
They would readily sacrifice their joy for you
Mothers would deprive themselves of a proper meal
Just to make sure you have your own fill of enjoyment
Mothers are semi-gods and they should be respected
Mothers are special, precious and valuable than rubies
Anyone can be a mother, but it takes someone special
To be called a mum; which depicts sacrifice and closeness
Mothers are the jewels we should all seek to own
They are the ones we should wish to have their heart
A mother’s heart is pure and full of love and emotions
You only need to look at their sacrifices to understand it

I miss mine, no doubt.

I once wrote this for my mum...

She stayed up late at night to watch me sleep
Gave me a lot of cuddles just to help me not to weep
Your love runs deeper than the ocean, so steep
Forever in my heart, mama, I will always keep
You were a good sounding board - that timely beep
Your love cannot be quantified because it ran so deep
You were not afraid to show and act it, on me you heap
There is nothing that can faze me because with you I can leap
You have gone to the great beyond, yet, I still you peep
Your seed of love has grown in my heart, everyone can reap
You know how to get things done, within a fingertip
To every mother out there, you are special
The sacrifices of every woman cannot be ignored
Every single day, we need to pray for their strength to restore
Your heart, my mother, is like a wellspring of blessings
Everyone comes to draw and you have more to still give
I saw the potentials in you, you fanned it into flame
I saw your strengths daily, there was no shame
I saw your weaknesses too, this is no blame
But your goodness always override your shortfalls
It's okay to desire to be better but you never downplayed your strength
You were not just strong, but smart, beautiful, independent and has a good foresight
You were not just another human, as a woman you were light
You always come out victories with every fight
Even in death you are victorious as I still speak of you
When there is a problem, you seek for a solution with your might
I love you, sweet mama...and I miss you too

Thank you for your time.

My pen doesn't bleed, it speaks, with speed and ease.

Still me,

My tongue is like the pen of a ready writer.

Olawalium; (Love's chemical content, in human form). Take a dose today: doctor's order.