Mama Is In Pain Poem by Sicelo Sithole

In trying to add something to my comment, I deleted it (after saving it, to copy it in again with the extra bit) , but somehow I lost my connection - or something or other happened in the process and the first bit got lost. However, as I said above, I had saved it, so here it is to follow (but what was meant to be at the end of the first comment, is now the first comment!) : Little (if anything) is more honourable than such gentle, loving, sensitive compassion for one's mother. I feel your pain within hers, but let me tell you, there is no greater gift that you can give your mother than your love. That is all she wants and all she needs from you, and you are easing her pain in the greatest possible way. I know she must be very, very proud of you and love you very, very much - more than life itself. Your poem is beyond beautiful. Well done! I continue to be amazed at the maturity in your writing (and that in a second language) despite your extreme youth!

And I forgot to say, that I am sure that your mother won't believe that you have caused her pain - and if she does, she will forgive you a thousandfold!