This poem was published in the Writers Space Africa (WSA) Monthly Literary Magazine in September 2017 Edition
Mother is everything
Shares all thing
All in all being
She made me a king
Mother is all good
Gives all food
Endures all mood
She saves me from cold
Mother is all-loving
Calms all crying
Even at night disturbing
She wakes and me keeps patting
Mother is so crucial
Very mutual
And most spiritual
She treats me very special
When dad was troubled
Mom never waited
In love she questioned
And solution proffered
Mama nine months me sheltered
Never me aborted
Hard labour she endured
And my life safety assured
Mom you are precious than gold
I need not be told
I keep saying in bold
Sweetheart, you will never be old.
Who am I without you?
Maybe not life my due!
Mum, I must thank God for you
While I pray not to miss you
