(a poem dedicated to my mother Mrs Josephine osiele)
My mother the most beautiful woman have ever seen
Her breast the sweetest meal have ever tasted without accounted for sin
Her love and care is so obvious that if any harm comes to me she always create a scene
No woman will ever take your place in my heart
Her smile the brightest sun I've ever seen that rises in the east,
Her cuddle and touch melts me and turned me in my fantasy into a mist.
Her heart made of the purest gold that can never be sold,
Her kind and magnanimous nature trail from the greatest story ever told.
Beautiful mother I love you more than words can say,
Diligently and consciously preparing for the day you will eat the fruit of your labour without pain,
And be proud of your son among other mothers,that day I cannot wait...
*BEAUTIFUL MOTHER*
P-o-e-t-r-y-i-s-l-i-f-e
©patrick
®5-03-2017 04:42pm