MY MUMS BIRTHDAY.
It was a lovely day.
For me to relay
My mother’s birthday
It was God’s grace to see this day
This day full of praise
In the church it was song s of praise
Her heart filled with joy
She sang a song not so long
Full of thanks to the lord
Celebrating with sons and daughters
With all the people in her quarters
The yearly fiesta was like a festival.
The feast, we wine and dine.
It was our prayer for her to rise and shine.
My mother, long live my mother.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem