My Heroin Poem by angel dzidula komla gbedemah

A mother-a child’s heartbeat;
An embodiment of care,
A chamber of wisdom,
A human worth celebrating.

I need not a day,
To prove my love to you.
I need not a day,
To tell the world,
Of how good you have been.

Do I need a day to remind me?
Of when you held me in your arms,
As I was sick,
Praying and hoping I will be well again.

I need not a day,
To appreciate all you’ve done.
I need not a special moment,
To glorify your tender heart.
Should I need a day?
To look in your eyes,
And congratulate you?
For the rebukes you cast on me?
My ears you pulled?
In order to put me in shape.

Do I need a day?
Just to pray,
For God to open a Broadway,
Showering on you long-life as He may.

Not much I have to say,
Yet the truth I lay,
Since words alone can’t explain.
But forever, I shall be indebted to you.
WRITTEN BY: ANGEL DZIDULA-KOMLA