Mama Poem by Samuel Oluwatobi Olatunji

Mama

Rating: 5.0


Here stand I growing,
A vioce from your homey womb,
With an epic of your salient life
Still beating on the face of Earth.

Mama,
Matriach of the moon;
Your words and hands made me.
My first bride; my African pride.
Who shall I compare you with in this world?

Saturday, July 13, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: epic,pride
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Dedicated to my Mom and every other true mother.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dave Walker 13 July 2013

There is no better love than a mothers love. A great poem.

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