Liza Mahlubi

Rookie (Gauteg, South Africa)

My Son, Unathi - Poem by Liza Mahlubi

When I first saw you
I was scared to touch you
Your skin looked so fragile.

when I first held you
My hands were trembling
I thought you will fall
because you were so small

Then you opened your eyes
They were so big and beautiful

I cried inside

Maybe I was scared to be your mother,
Maybe I was scared you wouldn't want to be my son
But the moment stood still

I smiled and you smiled back

I was your mother and you were my son
From there on despite the uncertain future
I looked into your eyes
And named you 'UNATHI'

Because I felt the hand of GOD on you
When GOD touched you
I also rubbed his hands against mine
That's when I knew, he is with us,
you and me
Hence the name 'UNATHI'
I love you my baby.

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  • Saadat Tahir (8/29/2012 9:23:00 AM)

    beautiful poem celebrating mum-son love....the mother as a vehicle of creation and its almost mystical standing in the order of nature
    loved it

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, August 29, 2012

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