My Mother Poem by Pat Ashinze

My Mother…

As my shrieks ran through the house
She skittled-skettled me around to placate my howls
As my shaky legs negotiated with the land for walking
Her lofty dark eyes saw to my unbruised pacing

God bless you, Dear Mamamia
Your tender love is as intoxicating as the Latakia
Even when Papa excused our messy view
You'd still tarry on to give me the sleepy coo

Oh Mama, You are a Rain in drought
Sweet Daman, you're a softening caress in times of Ouch
When schooling began, thy lovely strictness directed my feebleness
In my childhood transition to Adulthood, you were not found careless

Dear Mum, May your days be as long as the depths of the Ocean
May your life be so full of love like the radiance of The Yellow Sun
As long as i have breath in my Lungs and your presence still lingers on
So help me God; I would honour you with bliss and joy all days long…


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Pat Ashinze
2016