To you I write my mama love,
You are always there to watch me grow.
And scold me if I get my self wrong,
Though I will get swollen like an angry frog.
But on the line we both smile and get myself a hug.
Your ecstatic smile is my grease,
It wheels my tires not to surcease.
And when i find myself swooning,
Your tender care will keep me worming,
To provoke the white blood cells to fight for my healing.
Mama, you have always been my reason,
To smile in hot or cool seasons.
For you, I won't submit to any treason.
For you, I won't get lost in my own prison.
Because, my heart has bought you accommodation.
Now! relax, for me to get you irrefutable victories,
Like you have done in the past which is now history.
And in style we shall both walk slowly,
Into the future you made with your God given glory.
©yamai
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