Poet :- Adewale Osunsakin
STANZA ONE
Sweet mother sweeter than honey
Cook for me when there is no money
Prettier than gold
More precious than diamond to be sold
Oh precious mother your loving spirit thrills me
No place to be.
STANZA TWO
I couldn’t have been conceived
I couldn't have believed
I couldn't have been bred
I couldn't have been fed
I couldn’t have been born
I couldn't have won.
STANZA THREE
In her womb for nine months less or plus
Even when there is no cash in her purse
In her bossom she cuddles me like teddy
Ill or Healthy she caressed my body
Compassion celebrates kindness
Laughter celebrates happiness.
STANZA FOUR
She taught me toltering makes me walk uprightly
She taught me babbling when I am growing brightly
She taught me laughter when I cried loudly
She taught me love when I frowned proudly
She taught me how to handle file
Her teaching last in my life
STANZA FIVE
Untiredless are your efforts on me to be sound
If not the courage nowhere to be found
Kudos to your work on me yesterday
Your training of rural rugged has worked today
Thank you mother for conception of me into this world
Thank you mother for work and word
