Mother I call you;
Not just because you borne me.
But because,
My tears you wipe,
Anytime I cry.
My burdened heart,
You off-load from Pain.
Mother I call you;
Not just because you understand me.
But because,
You are a blessing,
A woman with valor,
Straightening my paths,
Righting my wrongs.
Mother I call you;
Not just because you love me.
But because,
You believe in me,
Inspiring my dreams,
Supporting me to greater heights.
Mother I call you;
Not just because you feel my sorrow.
But because,
You wash and clean me,
Anytime I wallow,
In dirty and filthy deeds.
Mother I call you;
Not just because you wish me well.
But because,
You caution me,
You rebuke me when necessary,
After which;
You pamper me with affection,
Embracing me in your arms of warmth and comfort.
Mother I call you;
Not just because I appreciate you.
But because,
I respect and cherish you.
Within me is joy and gladness,
As fortunate I am to have you.
For your good deeds,
Your reward awaits you in due time.
WRITTEN BY: ANGEL DZIDULA-KOMLA
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A woman with valor; with the muse of birth and care. Nice work.