Dear Mother. Poem by kabagambe moses

Dear mother...
Here I come again,

Can not give back,

All you have given me,

So I write my heart,

In modest words.



Words all I have got,

Words, never too good enough.

Mother, would I be in line,

If I said, I love you?





Tried to lean, you dribbled,

Held my hand and said

"Am to make leaning unnecessary"

Now I know, now I see why,

There few trees in the desert.



And this may hurt

But mother your biased

How could you love me

More than anyone in this world?





Mother, your weakness is,

You care too much,

Same to me your child.

So it flatters me,

To see a smile on your face.