Every year, on Mother's day
You sit quietly in the darkness and fix your eyes to the wall.
Suddenly you feel helpless and alone in the Universe, you hear noise from your window like the sounds of the ocean. You then remember your security, your confidant and your warm blanket, your Shield yes! The one who always loved you unconditionally.
It is a feeling of inexplicable abandonment, as if you were left to navigate through this world without your most primal connection, your mother. You keep it going because you have no other choice. you feel you belong to a society all on your own.
... those who still have mothers flaunt and celebrate all around you can't help but envy them, Every mother's day you are reminded that you have no mother! Life is not fair
She's not coming back & sadly we'll never see her again
She won't be there tomorrow
When you lose a mother, there is an accelerated level of maturity that is thrust upon you, ready or not...
I, on the other hand have 3mothers
I do not know how it feels to lose a mother I cannot not begin to imagine it. But if its any consolation, I hope you'll see today as another chance to celebrate the life she lived, as your shield, as your shelter and as the woman who gave you life.
Written: Mandy Mkwanazi Sotwili
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
shield and shelter, mother. good one. thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.