My Gift From God Poem by wes mbanje

My gift from God
leaps you mold
In my womb your brief abode
Prompts the love we share
Essence of God's love
A golden rose is my care
Sealed with infantry chuckles
Cherub Smiles
Button nose cute
Disrupted flute
From fragmented tears
That bow down your eyes
Bruising
Bemusing
The more frequent your cries

My gift from God
Conceiving you immense pain told
Your worth marked by every stitch
My joyful bead
Clover seed
Your razzling sounds
Delightful bubbles
Teething dew
Pacific, calm you lay
With you tiny fists balled
Your purdy belly
Your gentle laughter that strokes
My face
Your supple skin
Inviting lips
Adorable to kiss
One moment away from you
And something feels amiss

My gift from God
Your ignorance
And Stubbornness frustrates me
Hated delivering you under such
Circumstances
Loved knowing I would LOVE you
Unconditionally again and again
Hated how the man I loved
suggested 'abort my love'
? @! # confused then
Joyful today that I never aborted
Loving you

My gift from God
Scars you bring home
Bones you break
No sense of danger
Risks you take
Your health that falls and fails
On certain days
And eventual nights
O Dear
O Lord
Makes me loose my mind
Yet that strengthens the bond
And scars of love we share